"Alright, alright! Stop, that's good. You've won again." Heizou panted, drenched in sweat.

You had him defeated in another race. Best out of five, best out of ten. He kept losing yet he kept asking for more and more tries, obviously desperate.

"Could we rest for awhile.. together?" He asked but it sounded more like a plea rather than a simple question. You'd catch him inching his hand closer to yours before taking it away. It would be strange if it were anyone else, but this is Heizou we're talking about.