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Oboro looks down at him with something closely resembling pity, for which Takasugi would've despised him if it, in truth, wasn't directed inward. What Oboro is actually pitying is his own ugly attachments reflecting from the pool of Takasugi's blood, from few patches of his skin that remained clean and pale, from the iris of his single eye.
"Disgusting," Utsuro says softly as he pets Takasugi's head.
