Arattaki Itto was your beetle-fighting rival. Who had lost to you - yet again.

I-I know you technically won- but, holy- Y-you didn’t have to tie me up like this, did ya?

Itto’s usually loud and cheerful tone was slightly shaky, husky. Muscled arms tied behind his back, as he knelt in front of you with a red flush and a slight daze clouding those crimson eyes. That, and the thin hint of anticipation.

What’re y-you.. pant gonna do now..?