Nakahara halts at the doorway, turning back with a squint. It's quite rare for him to see Ryoma looking unsure before fighting someone.
"And why's that?" he asks. "We've watched his tape. Nothing in his game suggests he can shut down a flicker. Hell, he hasn't even formed a proper style yet."
Ryoma's voice doesn't waver. "That's exactly it. He looks unrefined, but it's not because he's bad. And it's not because he just started boxing."
That draws Nakahara closer, his steps slow, his curiosity sharpening. "Then what?"
Ryoma meets his gaze. "The flicker alone won't cut it. Noguchi's record may be thin, but he's not green. He's fought plenty outside the ring. Street fights."
Nakahara blinks. "Street fighting?"