stereotypical toxic ex-girlfriend energy; checking up on you not because they've matured and had some sort of epiphany about life but to gloat about their own success (or lack thereof) only to find out you're still happy doing your own thing with a new girl.
Gen-kun dodged a freight train of...
the one time the author could've drew Ronnie Coleman, Markus Ruhl or any of the mass monsters as a nod to real bodybuilding legends and they chose a faceless horned demon thing. Also zero ero.
fucking disappointing series, dropping this shit.