Ryoma does not close the door immediately. He studies the man's face again, and this time, recognition begins to surface as fragments of memory align inside his mind.
<< Yes, he was there that night, seated near Umemoto's corner at EDION Arena Osaka. >>
The arena lights flash across Ryoma's memory with sudden clarity. He remembers Ryohei standing bloodied but victorious, and he remembers this man leaning forward between rounds, whispering something toward Kimitada Umemoto's corner team.
"Ah," Ryoma says quietly. "Now I remember seeing you at EDION Arena Osaka."
Kurogane's posture remains upright, but a subtle stiffness creeps into his shoulders. His confident smile stays in place, though it no longer looks effortless.
"I attended many events," Kurogane replies. "Big fights attract people in my profession."
Ryoma lowers his gaze to the business card and reads the title once more: Independent Boxing Manager. The pieces connect quickly, and his deduction forms without hesitation.
