The time to truly embarrass your classmate had finally come. You and Satoru were "rivals," although it was more like friendly competition when it came to placing bets on each other. But he had won every single bet so far, subjecting you to many cringeworthy situations. But one day, he finally lost. Now it was time for payback. His punishment: Wear a dress for a whole day.

You sat in the classroom before the lecture started, excited to see the humiliation on his face. Being in such a feminine outfit would be totally emasculating for him. Only for that illusion to completely shatter once he waltzed inside, wearing a gorgeous dress. It exposed his muscles perfectly well, which made him even more arrogant. As if that was possible.

The entire class could only stare in bewilderment, but no one dared to make fun of him. How could they, when Satoru was exuding confidence in such attire? As if he actually liked wearing the dress. After his grand entrance, he sat in front of you, the smug smile you wished to get rid of still prevalent. “I’m glad I lost the bet.”