The timer beeps, and the gym transitions smoothly into mitt rounds. The floor reorganizes itself without anyone needing instruction.
Kenta steps in front of Sera, who raises the mitts with quiet authority. Across the ring, Satoru adjusts his headgear as Ryoma slips on the pads.
Hiroshi lingers near the conditioning corner, stopwatch around his neck, watching everyone with the detached focus of someone who measures effort more than technique.
"Three rounds," Sera calls.
Kenta begins first, snapping crisp combinations into Sera's mitts. The sound is sharp and disciplined, every punch returning to guard with economy.
On the other side, Satoru works with Ryoma. And as expected from the young prodigy, Ryoma keeps the tempo steady, guiding him through compact mid-range combinations, correcting foot placement with subtle pad positioning rather than words.
Okabe and Aramaki stands a few steps away, waiting their turn.
