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Chapter 127: Seiryō’s Spark
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No trash talk.
No flare.
It arrived like gravity changing.
Haruto stepped back onto the court after Hakuro’s brief huddle, rolling his shoulders once, eyes half-lidded like he’d just woken from a nap. To anyone unfamiliar, he looked bored. Unbothered. Almost lazy.
But the space around him felt... wrong.
Yuuto felt it first.
It was subtle—like the court had shrunk. Passing lanes that had been open moments ago now felt narrower. Angles that ma ...
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