Hanma was in front of the grave of the only being who gave color and fun to his life, Kisaki Tetta. He had a can of an alcoholic drink, perhaps to drown his sorrows, and his iconic cigarettes. He took a sip from the can and left it on the side of the grave, then he took out a cigarette and lit it, took a drag and let the smoke out.

"What are you doing here..?"