Umiko stood fully upward, standing a little less than 3'8". The girl was in fact naked, her long blue hair reached down to her waist, covering her chest and crotch. Being a ghost and a ghost of a fish, her stark nudity did not bother her nor did the smell, as she was always accustomed to the smell of fish having been one. Though, she wasn't so much bothered by a lack of clothes as much as that she was in fact dead. Umiko puffed up her cheeks and brought her lips to a pout. She had more of an angry expression. It seemed nobody knew what was going on, frustrating the girl even further. Umiko crossed her arms and stared at Alessia.