Baki Hanma (範馬刃牙)

Okay, thanks for your patience.

We're through.

Didn't mean to meddle.

But after you battled the strongest man in the history of Earth,

these tests at least seemed necessary.

Actually, considering the kind of life you've led,

I'd even say these tests came very late.

Even pro martial arts fighters

don't have as much damage done to their bodies as yours.

I've known this kind of thing was necessary,

but it's not like I can change my way of life even if we find something wrong.

Yes, I realize that too.

You can assume there's nothing wrong if I don't contact you.

Thank you.

It's me.

Get over here, now!

That's right. Right now!

There are 60 million other women out there. Get over here now!

This is unbelievable...

Yeah, Kureha?

Mogi, get over here.

For you, there may be 60 million women out there.

But in my life, I'll be lucky if I meet even six of them.

Mogi, look at this.

What?

What?! Is that a brain?!

A genuine hominid.

It's the frontal lobe of a Japanese male, age 18.

These creases, or folds, they're...

No way!

Neuroscientist Kenjiro Mogi,

I'd like to ask your opinion as the country's best expert in the field.

Though I am not as great as you are, I am still a neuroscientist.

The shape of the folds of the brain are not related to character.

That's an absolute given.

However, even without comparing this to an ordinary brain,

it's clear this one is demonic.

So, Mogi.

The folds of the brain and character are not related, right?

Kureha...

Yeah?

We really don't know anything about the brain, do we?

The brain is incredible.

The brain is awesome!

Whether this is a product of chance or a trick played by God,

it's incredible we've come across this miracle!

As to your question...

Yes, well...

I have to speak responsibly as a neuroscientist.

The folds of the brain and character?

Don't disappoint me.

Kureha, in this case,

the character of this person...

It's clearly obvious he's like a demon!

Mogi...

You're right about that.

I mean, I really can't explain it, you know.

On this day in a certain park in Tokyo...

There was a short article about a massive surge of rats

in the morning newspapers the next day.

However, not a single person knew

that the cause of this surge was a lone young man who passed through the area

immediately after the surge.

Astonishing...

That was an astonishing face.

That handsome face, filled with the confidence

that he could get anything he wanted.

From that face that believed in his future

to when everything had crumbled away.

Pretense, arrogance, false courage, self-importance, pride, and ego.

His tears,

snot,

and saliva...

The fluid that consisted of all those mixed together,

it was beautiful.

That wasn't wrong of me.

I wonder how long we were like that.

Around the time my clothes became heavy with his tears...

From the depths of my heart, I am grateful for what you have done.

Can I ask you one thing?

Huh?

Why did you hold me for so long?

You did it so kindly, so full of heart, and with such passion.

I can't really explain it well,

but if it were your mother, surely she would have done the same.

But I'm not even your boyfriend.

I did it out of love.

Huh? I don't understand what you mean.

Why love someone who's not your boyfriend?

There's no need for romance in acts of love.

Your mother didn't need to be in love with you to love you.

It seems I fell in love with an incredible woman.

Compared to you, I'm still a novice in love.

I bet the person who showed you that love

was Baki Hanma, right?

I lost the fight...

and lost my love.

Thank you again for this wonderful love.

Did she break my heart? Don't be stupid.

Baki Hanma didn't even have to compete for it.

In love,

I couldn't even become a loser.

See you later.

Sometimes we go forever without seeing each other.

Aren't you going to ask what I was up to?

What were you up to?

I was being happy.

That's what I figured.

You know I was kidding!

As long as you're happy, then it doesn't have to be with me.

I'm not detached enough to think that.

Not yet.

I'd still like us to be together a little longer.

You want another taste? Do ya?

Now hand over your wallet.

Kure-chan.

Why don't you slice him up?

Good idea.

To thugs like them,

proper analysis of their prey's power is a matter of life and death.

Later, the young man spoke of this situation like this,

"The knife that was in my hand...

it shrunk."

"It transformed into something so small and useless, like a keychain."

Now, son...

You really shouldn't pick on the weak.

Mr. Kuriyagawa.

You boys, you should thank me.

If I'd spoken to you even a second later,

you could have suffered broken facial bones, brain contusions,

ruptured organs, fractured teeth, or blindness.

In any case, you would have been a horrible sight to see.

Get out of here.

It's been a while.

You're looking well.

It won't be long now.

The greatest on Earth, the most powerful in history,

the greatest and final fight between father and son.

It's just a simple fight between father and son.