Fubuki's losing streak!

Saitama and Fubuki sit at the table in his apartment. "Man, it's quiet today. Wanna play a game?"

"Oh?" Fubuki sits up from slumping on the table, interested. Saitama brings out a pack of cards and begins shuffling them. "What say we make things interesting and have a punishment for the loser? It's going to be quite... spicy. First person to three wins."

Fubuki raised an eyebrow. "Oh? How daring... I'll have you know I'm pretty good with cards."

"Alright! Let's get to it!" Saitama dealt the cards to both himself and Fubuki. Much to her dismay she didn't recognise any of the cards. "Uhhh..."

"Huh? You've never played One before? It's a pretty common card game..."

"O-of course I have! Get ready to lose!"

The first round goes disastrously for Fubuki as expected. "Are you sure you've played this before? You're supposed to get rid of your cards..."

"I knew that! I'm just giving you a head start!" She blurted out. She stood up to remove her long, elegant dress she usually wore. Saitama was taken aback as Fubuki sat back down in her underwear. "Cat got your tongue, Saitama? Let's go!"

Round two went slightly better as Fubuki grasped the rules slightly more but still lost. "Damn it! Guess this comes off now..." She reached back and unclasped her bra, revealing her breasts. "N-never seen a topless woman before? Start the next round!"

Round 3 ends in yet another loss for Fubuki. "Damn it! Guess this comes off too." She thought to herself as she removed the last item of clothing, her panties. Her face was red as she stood exposed. "Now that I've won, it's time for your punishment..."

"Punishment?! Isn't this the punishment?!" Fubuki taken aback by Saitama's words, her mind going straight into the gutter about all the possible things it could be. She blushed even harder.

Saitama turned around and grabbed a box. Fubuki's heart pounded as she wondered what he had in store for her.

Saitama put cup noodles on the table. "W-what is this?" "Super Spicy Hot Noodles! That's your punishment."

"So this was what you had in mind? Stripping and spicy noodles?"

"Huh? No, just the noodles. I just thought you might have been an exhibitionist or something."

Fubuki's buried her face in her hands as she dealt with the embarrassment of being completely exposed in front of Saitama and misunderstanding the situation. She sighed as she began to dig into her actual punishment.