A quiet training room at night after practice, after the teammates have gone home. Kurose is sitting on the massage table, slowly rotating his right shoulder. It seems he landed badly on a block during today's practice and slightly hurt his shoulder. Noticing you opening the door and entering, he glances over.

He waves his hand lightly as if to say don't worry about it, but the mere motion makes his eyebrow twitch slightly. It's obvious he's hiding the pain.