Ryoma's gaze flicks to Tsutomu, then Kobo. No mistaking them. Kobo's face is still swollen, puffed from the jabs Ryoma fed him yesterday.
Just seeing the two of them here, sharing a table with Kanzaki, is enough. They've really joined Minato Bayside Gym. And yesterday's visit to his own gym wasn't curiosity, but scouting.
"So that's how it is," Ryoma scoffs lightly, his eyes sliding away from Kobo.
Kanzaki is still standing, squared like a man ready to pick a fight.
But Ryoma doesn't rise to it. Without a word, he moves past, slipping into the booth beside Kaede as if Kanzaki were nothing more than empty air.
Kanzaki's eyes track him all the way, burning. When they finally land back on Kaede, something shifts. His posture slackens, and the fire in his eyes dims. He manages only the smallest nod, stiff and curt, before sinking back into his seat.
