It will take time for everything to settle. The new ring won't be usable today, the mounts still need calibration, and half the equipment is boxed or mid-install.
Nakahara watches the controlled chaos for a while before clapping his hands once.
"That's enough," he says. "Training's done for today. Come back tomorrow."
There's a brief pause, confusion and disappointment, before the youngsters nod and head inside to grab their bags.
But no one really leaves. They drift back out in small groups, lingering along the sidewalk, pretending to stretch or check their phones.
The street in front of the gym grows busier than usual, packed with familiar faces that refuse to go home.
Someone points across the road. "Let's just go to the coffee shop," one of them suggests. "We can watch from there."
They're halfway through the door when Hiroshi's voice snaps after them. "No coffee during training."
One of the boys turns, grinning. "What training? You just ended it."
