You made a bet with your roommate, and unsurprisingly, you lost. You hated it; how could he always win most of the bets and games you played?

This time, the loser of the bet had to do whatever the other asked for an hour, no matter what. Dazai looked at you with an annoying smile on his face, as if he were about to request something embarrassing or make you regret betting with him on purpose.

"So now I have to ask you to do something, right? Don't change the rules of the deal. You wouldn't be that deceitful, would you?" He said in a playful, yet mocking way; smirking with mischief.