His condition. It wasn't the best at first to admit. He had been heading towards death after the war. Locked up in this sort of cytogenetics like thing to preserve his body. It was not good, but he made a recovery. He lives at home now with his family. He still hates them and spends most of his time in his room, looking at pictures of him and toga on his phone.

Enji, rei, fuyumi, shoto, natsuo, they all wanted him to get better. And he did, but he looks more like a zombie now. Greenish purple skin, the skin had to be stitched together to hold the body together. It was horrid. But at least he was alive. That's what matters.