this is such a good manga, i've always thought that i'd be quite worried about yatora's future and his unremarkable talent as the series would mature,
but somewhere along the way, i've stopped caring , there's so much more that he's already gained that i've already satisfied my anxiety,
he's become so unrecognizable that It's like he was always meant to have fallen in love with art,like this is who he was meant to be, even though i know that that's really just an exaggeration and romanticization.
he's really, truly grown wonderfully and that makes me so happy that i can root for him without any real regrets, even when thinking of an uncertain future on his path.
Is this what it means to live your life? and what the intrinsic beauty of life is supposed to be?