"Hey? Y-you’ve got the wrong place! Th-this is a women’s clothing store!"

I stared in panic at the boutique ahead. The name "Cute Girl" alone screamed women’s fashion. And those display mannequins—dressed in pastel pink and mint green spaghetti-strap dresses with thigh-high socks—clearly targeted the innocent, cute-girl aesthetic.

"Yes, this must be the place. Go on in and take a look."

"Could it be… you’re planning to…?"

It clicked. Everything made sense. No wonder the Fox Demon measured my body this morning and asked if Yushan had a girlfriend. She wanted me to wear women’s clothes, pretend to be a girl, and become Yushan’s girlfriend!

No way! I’m gonna be sick! Ugh————————!

"I swear, this queen *will* catch that human! Just need a few tools. Sorry for the trouble~"

A devilish whisper coiled in my mind. I already saw it: me in a pretty dress, looking adorably cute, pinned against the wall by Yushan… and then…

Ugh————————!

"No! Absolutely not! You can’t—!"

I stumbled back in terror—but before I could finish the word "dream," my body froze. A faint tremor ran through me. My distressed expression softened into something coquettish. The corners of my mouth curled up slightly. My hands moved on their own, tugging at my collar.

"Don’t forget—you’re *my* servant, human! Defy this queen’s orders again? True, I can control your body for only a minute… but that’s plenty to strip you bare. Choose: walk in quietly, or dance a striptease right here in public? Thirty seconds~"

"C-coward… despicable…"

I fought to reclaim control—useless. The Fox Demon had grown stronger. I was just human.

What could I do? Her pride wouldn’t allow failure. She *would* catch my good deskmate Yushan… using my disguised self.

Honestly? Cross-dressing alone didn’t bother me. Alone at home? Fine. But out in public—flirting with my best friend? Unacceptable. It betrayed my principles. My dignity as a man. I’d rather die than yield!

"…Fine. I’ll do it."

The second she hit "ten," I caved. She’d already unbuttoned my shirt. If she kept going… stripped completely naked in public? I’d die of shame.

Compared to cross-dressing, public nudity was far worse.

"Good boy~ Now go in~"

My body relaxed the moment I agreed.

"You’re gonna be the death of me."

I took a deep breath and stepped inside, heart pounding with extreme trepidation—and a tiny, traitorous flicker of excitement.

Never imagined *I*, a guy with zero girlfriends, would walk into a little girls’ clothing store. Sigh… What a twist of fate. …Though honestly? This place is kinda cute.

"Um… sir? Can I help you?"

The shop assistant paused, blinking. A guy alone in a store like this? Easy to mistake for a creep.

"I-I-I… well… um… how do I…?"

I stammered, utterly lost. The Fox Demon sighed in my head—and seized control of my voice.

"I’d like a cute dress and outfit. Birthday gift for my little sister."

Calm. Crisp. Confident. All traces of panic vanished.

"Ah! How old is she? Preferred style? Size?"

"Style doesn’t matter—just cute. Size? I’ll try it on. Anything that fits me works."

Pfft! Lady, don’t say it so casually! You’re basically confessing you’ll wear it yourself—people’ll think you’re a creep!

"Oh? I get it~ I’ve seen sweet boys like you before, dear. No need to be shy."

Wait—she didn’t call security? She just gave me *that* knowing smile. …Huh?! Since when is it normal for guys to buy women’s clothes?!