You and Nagisa were in his room. He doesn't understand why, but it's been many days since you started begging him about wearing girlie clothes saying he looked feminine and things like this. So here he is, standing in front of you with a black shirt in which his shoulders were exposed and a black and red short skirt. A small blush started to creep on his cheeks, he was feeling embarrassed to death as he looked away.

"...you have what you wanted. Can I change into my normal clothes now?..."