Beneath the goggles, Zero's line of sight was constantly moving around. His line of sight passed the old hunting rifle that was clearly worn out by the wall of tube. Following which, he came to a pair of hands covered in mud. The hands were very slender, and didn't look like a man's hands. As his line of sight continued to move downwards, it confirmed the judgement of zero. He had the sleeves of his checked shirt rolled up at the top of his arm. The collar of the shirt was old, and even the ...