Makoto's head was in a greater daze than ever as the words wormed their way inside his mind. Yuka was in need, and he was going to be the one to fulfill that need, as his crotch actually became visible through his pants and he felt a wave of arousal run through his body. He was going to help Yuka with her desires, even if it was a little strange. He'd barely had time to grab hold of Yuka properly however before Mizuru arrived and the thoughts themselves vanished. He was holding on quite tightly to her clothes as she pushed him away, quite likely ripping and at the very least pulling loose her top in the fall.<br/><br/>Makoto looks around as what exactly had just happened registers on his mind and the stiffness in his pants remains quite ready despite the rest of the red head's influence being gone from him. He just looks up to Yuka completely ashamed and than jumps to his feet and dashes for the door, tears rolling from his eyes, "I'm so Sorry. I can't believe I'd ever do something like that... I don't have any right to call myself your friend." Wanting to be anywhere but here, never having felt so shamed in his life.<br/><br/>It seems he'd forgotten the hallway was flooded with noise, hopefully the heroes had been able to take care of them while the... Red head toyed with them or Makoto would be running out of the frying pan and into the fire.