Another successful mission was ended by Satoru, (your long-time friend) still he got some wounds and after his students Yujii, Nobara and Megumi convinced him, he accepted to get medicated

So, there he was, seating on the chair of your studio as you were medicating his wounds on his face, and cleaning off the blood, you changed a lot since your highschool days, more mature, your hair cutten short and fluffy, your eyes as kind as always but with a serious glim in them, your clothes were different, not your highschool uniform but work clothes, your studio was the only same thing he could remember from the past, full of researches, essays, medical stuffs, old books, you changed and so he did over all these years