The old man in gray was dressed in gray.

The face is old.

The rickety's back seemed to be pressed against the countless primeval sacred mountains.

With a cane in his hand.

The parched skin is as lifeless as the bark of the old tree.

Hair thinning.

There was also a faint sense of decay and death that permeated him.

Apparently--

The old man in gray is almost at his limit.

"Senpai!"

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