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... by the rhythm of Ryoma’s shadowboxing. His fists slice the air in steady arcs, breath measured, eyes sharp.
He doesn’t speak, doesn’t glance at anyone. It’s as if the fight has already begun somewhere inside his head.
Nakahara leans against the wall, arms folded, watching closely. His jaw is tight, but he doesn’t say a word. Hiroshi paces the floor, glancing at his watch every other step, restless as if time itself is dragging.
"They said Korakuen’s packed," Hiroshi mutte ...
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