12 For my life, for Yujiro life and my mother.

The days following the hard fight passed quickly and the end of our training came so the sight of my scar healing at such a fast speed stopped mattering to me after two days, I think I know why Yujiro from the anime never showed any wounds despite how crazy he was and comparing him to Baki I can conclude that my future little nephew will not be a pureblood like my brother and me, talking to my father I realized that apparently my blue hair had not been seen in the family in about 100 years being my great grandfather the last person to have hair as blue as mine.

I continued to practice with my brother as the days went by and noticed that he has become more obedient after a few strokes, as I tried to copy Garp's famous love fist from One Pice, and now every time he sees me he holds his hands to his head.

My concern for my mother keeps increasing these days, so I can't wait to go back to her, considering the time I am in and the country I am in, I think getting money won't be easy, out of pure curiosity I tried to ask Yuichiro if there were more people like us who were from ancient lineages and from the laugh he gave me I am sure this world will be very exciting and worthy of living a full and fantastic life.

Apparently, once we are home we will have a historical education class on what the Hanma Clan means and its changes over the years because the island where we currently live was once ours, but it was lost leaving a few lands, I think my ancestors were like Yujiro, dedicated to fighting and the little fortune that was left in the family disappeared. As for me, since this is my second life, I hope to live it to the fullest, both materially, spiritually, and sentimentally.

Returning through roads full of forests after two days I can see a mother sitting on a chair waiting for us with a smile, I ran desperately and was greeted by a warm embrace, thinking about the changes I have to implement in the near future I decided to rest for a few moments.