[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda":3,"chapter-vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-247":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","VISION GRID SYSTEM: THE COMEBACK OF RYOMA TAKEDA",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},730351,969,"Chapter 247: The Moment He Questions Everything","vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-247",247,"\u003Cp>Yuichi’s hands fly to his head the moment Sekino hits the canvas. His fingers thread through his hair, clutching tight, dragging the skin on his forehead. His jaw locks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you kidding me...? No... no, no, no...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes refuse to blink, as if closing them would make the scene real. He paces one step, then grabs the rope, shoulders shaking with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiki watches him quietly at first, but the moment the referee calls \"TWO!\" he steps closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yuichi-san... throw the towel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuichi doesn’t even look at him. \"Shut up. Not yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuichi bends forward, one hand still on his head, staring at Sekino as if sheer willpower could lift him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma reaches the neutral corner, and the ref finally starts the count.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ONE!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino is down on one knee and one elbow, the other arm sprawled out, glove sliding uselessly against the canvas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coach... look at him,\" Shiki insists. \"He’s not responding. Throw it in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\" Yuichi snaps. \"Sekino’s tougher than that. He can still go. He... he just needs a second!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spins back toward the ring and shouts so loud his throat strains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SEKINO! Get up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino finally twitches, flinching at the sound. His breathing is ragged. He tries to move his leg, and plants his foot flat on the canvas to anchor himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His other knee stays down. His head dangles. His glove shakes as he tries to push off the mat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his skull, everything spins. The lights melt into streaks, and the crowd sounds like it’s underwater, a distant muffled roar that feels a world away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiki steps closer, urgency in his voice. \"Look at him. Even if he gets up, what do you think he can do?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuichi ignores him and barks again. \"SEKINO! Stand up! Do you hear me?! Get up! You wanted this...You wanted this fight, right!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino’s breath hitches. He drags his other leg inward, trying to pull himself into a crouch, but the strength isn’t there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiki grabs Yuichi’s arm. \"Throw it now! If you don’t, you’ll ruin him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yuichi jerks free. \"No! It’s too soon! He won’t accept it if I stop it here. He came for this... he came to reclaim our dignity, to teach that arrogant kid a lesson!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice is half anger, half pleading, like he’s trying to convince himself as much as Shiki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the ref’s still counting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SEVEN!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino forces air into his lungs, braces both feet under him, and pushes. His legs tremble violently, but they straighten by sheer will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"EIGHT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wobbles, almost falls again, then stiffens his posture just enough to freeze upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ref steps in closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stand and show me you’re good,\" he says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino lifts his gloves, and nods without really seeing where he is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee finishes checking him, hand hovering near Sekino’s chin, eyes searching for any sign he’s gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuichi exhales sharply, triumphant, pointing toward the ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See? Look at him! He’s fine... he can still fight!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The referee steps back, raises his arm, and signals the restart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Box!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuichi stiffens, swallowing hard. \"Not many seconds left... Come back to me, Sekino. Don’t end it like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma wastes no time. He surges in, eyes cold, intent on finishing it while the window is still open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino tightens his guard and braces himself as the punishment begins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dug! Dug!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bug! Dug!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Dug! Bug!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven heavy punches crash into him. He blocks four, but the others bite deep; one buries into his ribs, another folds into his solar plexus, another clips his shoulder too close to the chin for comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd senses blood. Their voices rise in waves, swelling louder with each punch he throws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"RYO-MA! RYO-MA! RYO-MA!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here he comes... Ryoma’s going for the finish!\" one commentator shouts, barely audible above the roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dug! Bug!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s another clean shot! That’s the eighth of the round!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bug! Dug!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Another one... Sekino’s guard is cracking. Can he survive this?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryoma’s eyes burn bright, looks so hungry. And Sekino just absorbs, staggers, and endures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sekino’s hanging by a thread!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does he have anything left? Anything at all?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fever spikes. The crowd chants in pulses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finish him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"End it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t let him breathe!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ryoma obliges, stepping in again, eager to end it before the bell can save Sekino.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he gets too close, Sekino clinches in pure desperation. He throws his arms around Ryoma, letting his weight slump onto the younger fighter’s shoulder, barely staying upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ref comes to separate, slapping Sekino’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DING!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell finally rings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Round six is over... but Sekino is still clinging to Ryoma, as though letting go would make his legs give out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s when Ryoma leans in and slips a knife into his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You clinch too long, old man,\" he says, voice low, mocking. \"You held for years in the contender list. But... what are you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino forces himself to separate, stumbling back half a step. But Ryoma doesn’t stop the sermon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You moved up... just to teach me a lesson? Is this the reason you got into the ring.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally turns away, walking toward his corner. But his last words hit Sekino harder than the cross that dropped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino freezes for half a heartbeat, his breath shaking as doubt slithers in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s thirty now. Ranked 8th in Super Featherweight for years was the peak of his career. And he abandoned even that, moved up to Lightweight, scraping into tenth place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just to fight an unranked kid out of spite?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It won’t take me higher in the ladder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It won’t bring me closer to the title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s not chasing a belt anymore, not climbing the rankings, not building toward a title shot. He came here for revenge, for pride, for the gym’s dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now... he can’t even stand straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What am I doing...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought drifts through his mind as he sways toward his corner, legs barely remembering how to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This path he chose, this last crusade, it suddenly feels impossibly far, like reaching for something he was never meant to touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It makes him feels like a loser, abandoning his own ambition for something else. The thought alone twists painfully in his chest, filling him with a quiet, suffocating bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sekino slumps onto the stool like his entire body has turned to lead. His legs fold without resistance, his arms hang useless at his sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His corner erupts around him in frantic motion. A towel scrubs sweat and the thin streak of blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. An enswell presses against the swelling on his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another hand wipes at the cut along his cheek, dabbing, checking, trying to stop what little bleeding there is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of it brings him back. His breathing is still ragged, too quick. His thoughts still scattered, drifting, unanchored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuichi leans in anyway, filling the void with angry words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t you fold here, Sekino. Remember what he did to Kanzaki. Remember how he dragged that fight out, how he toyed with him. How he humiliated us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He keeps going, resentment and rivalry, all the buried fury he’s carried for years. He doesn’t have personal grudge on Ryoma. But at least, he hopes this will spark a fire in Sekino once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it doesn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, the words twist in Sekino’s foggy mind, reshaping themselves into something else.\u003C\u002Fp>",1237,"2026-06-02T11:09:26.935Z",1,"novelbin.me","14d1378eb40d25ebe6914082f8462e99e84486331b7a5e2aa993c0b825304b25","vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-248","vision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-chapter-246",762,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvision-grid-system-the-comeback-of-ryoma-takeda-cover.jpg"]