Ryoma says nothing. He simply turns toward the window and walks over to it, looking down at the street below.
Cabello and Rivera have barely made it out of the building before the reporters swarm them again, microphones thrust forward from every direction.
"Mr. Cabello! How did the meeting go?"
"Did Ronin Fight Management welcome your proposal?"
This time, however, Cabello has none of the patience he displayed when he first arrived.
"Enough already," he snaps, waving them aside. "Move. You're all becoming a damn nuisance."
Another reporter squeezes in front of him. "Mr. Cabello, can you at least tell us…"
"I said move!" Cabello shoves the microphone away with the back of his hand. "You'll know everything when it's official. Until then, stop following me everywhere."
Rivera quietly apologizes to the reporters as he ushers Cabello toward the waiting taxi, leaving the commotion behind.
