Horizon VS Seiryuu : Lines of Code, Beats of Chaos 3

Pass.

Catch.

One step.

Rise.

Dirga's form twisted in the air.

Perfect. Effortless.

THREE.

BOOM.

35 – 23.

Coach Renjirō's laptop beeped.

The code window flickered. His hands hovered over the keys—but froze.

On-screen, Dirga's movement string rendered as:

[ NULL ]

UNDEFINED INPUT

ERROR: PREDICTION FAILURE

"...We can't track him," Renjirō whispered.

Back on the court, the world still slowed.

The Godframe—still active.

Dirga scanned again.

Hiroki flared to the corner—his arc stiff. He's a decoy.

Taiga's post-up looked solid—but his shoulder dipped. He's baiting a double.

The ball rotated. Horizon moved like liquid, sculpted by Dirga's invisible baton.

He wasn't calling plays.

He was conducting.

A Maestro way.

Then—he saw it.