Another day, another battlefield.
Dirga and the Horizon team gathered at the mountain lodge, their footsteps heavy, but their eyes—burning. Behind them, Toyonaka arrived, faces grim and quiet. And finally, like a breeze brushing through fire, the Kurama team followed—fresh, clean, annoyingly relaxed.
Toyonaka looked fired up.
But Horizon?
Horizon was a burning star.
You could feel the heat coming off them like a forge. Two straight nights of that cursed gray nutritional paste had ignited something primal.
They weren't here to play basketball.
They were here to make damn sure they never had to taste that sludge again.
Even Kaito looked like he was one comment away from homicide.
Like clockwork, Coach Tsugawa blew his whistle.
"Alright! You know the drill. Morning run. First to the court gets the exemption!"
This time, Horizon didn't just run.
They exploded.
Rei and Hiroki were out like rockets.
