Ryoma Takeda was once a rising star in the ring, an Interhigh champion, a golden boy with fists of promise. But one bitter loss on his pro debut shattered his confidence. A freak accident soon after stole his leg.

His career vanished. His fiancée left him. And all he had left were reruns of that one damn fight… and a hundred different regrets.

Then, just as he hits rock bottom, fate does the unthinkable. He wakes up ten years in the past, on the very night of his first professional match.

But this time, something’s different.

[System Initialized: Vision Grid Active]
“Your eyes see the truth beneath motion. Use it well.”

Armed with the Vision Grid System, a combat-assist module that turns his visual perception into tactical mastery, Ryoma now has a second chance.

To fix his mistakes.
To chase the career he lost.
To protect the mother he failed.
And to prove to the woman who left… that she let go of someone she’ll never replace.

But boxing isn't just a sport. It's war of bodies, of minds, of hearts.

And Ryoma Takeda is done losing.

Ryoma glares at his cupboard like it has personally betrayed him. Hoodies, jeans, T-shirts so faded they looks allergic to color.


At twenty-nine, he knew how to dress for the room. At nineteen, everything he owns scream arcade run or cheap ramen date. None of it whispers exclusive dinner at Quintessence.


Still, he tries. Out comes the graduation suit, pants clinging short at his ankles, jacket choking his chest. The seams groan whenever he moves.


And then his Vision Grid flickers its verdict:


Jacket Fit: 18% ("Imminent rupture detected.")


Style Relevance: –42% ("You look like a child forced into Sunday church clothes.")


Cumulative Assessment: Catastrophic. Do Not Leave House.


"Yeah, yeah, screw you too," Ryoma mutters, yanking it off.


Hoodie Fit: 76% ("Comfortable, conceals poor posture.")


Chapter 32 - The Stone Refuses to be Shaped