Nakahara's expression shifts instantly. The playfulness vanishes, replaced by a heavy, professional seriousness. He fully understands the gravity of Kirizume's accusation.
"You know Serrano secured this title fight by winning the Class-A tournament," Kirizume continues, stepping closer. "If he wins tonight, he'll be expected to defend his belt against the top contenders. There's no world where he fights your Aramaki at Yoyogi as a champion. By coming here to scout a challenger, you're effectively betting on Serrano to fail."
Nakahara maintains his composure, his voice steady. "I believe in Serrano's ability. We have both waited a long time for the Serrano-Aramaki clash, and I know Serrano wants it as much as we do. My only wish is for that fight to happen on a much grander stage... perhaps even as a title bout."
"That is a far-fetched story, Nakahara," Kirizume counters coldly. "So, I'll ask you again. Why are you here now?"
