Nakahara goes quiet, the thought settling heavier than he expects. He watches the empty doorway a moment longer, jaw tight, before Hiroshi passes by the edge of his vision. Nakahara reaches out without thinking.
"Hiroshi," he calls. "Come here."
Hiroshi stops at once. "Yes, Coach?"
"Adjust Ryoma's conditioning plan," Nakahara says, voice low but firm. "Lower the load. He fought too recently, and another fight this soon is dangerous."
Hiroshi studies his face, catching the worry behind the order, then nods without hesitation. "Understood. I'll change it starting tomorrow."
Sera watches Hiroshi move away, unease tightening in his chest, doubt lingering there until he can no longer keep it to himself.
"Won't that affect his performance too?" Sera asks at last. "Lowering the load this close to the fight… he might feel dull."
