[h2]Misaka Mikoto[/h2]

It was difficult for Mikoto to hide how pleased she was. In fact, it was impossible. The brunette teenager was practically glowing with happiness as she walked along beside her friend. Kuroko was her friend, but also a pervert... but the Gekota hoodie was really cute! It was why she picked it out in the first place, she just couldn't help it... and really, she couldn't help but acknowledge that Kuroko looked cute wearing an outfit designed after her favorite mascot. Not that she'd let Kuroko hear that, of course. But it was true, the adorable froggy hood perched upon Kuroko's head...

Mikoto was sad she couldn't find one in her own size, really. But no, the upper limits for size had all been just barely right for Kuroko. It fit her well enough, though, and as far as the Third-Ranked Level Five was concerned it was a good replacement for the dirty uniform.

"We should probably drop off your uniform so it can get cleaned off," Mikoto commented, her eyes unavoidably shining due to the presence of anything Gekota-related, "I hadn't really planned what to do after that, that idiot at the crepe stand ruined things there."