As Kousei continued down past the various aisles he could faintly hear some footsteps getting closer and closer to his location. One thing immediately popped into his mind and it was that it was either going to be friend or foe. He gripped his left hand tighter around his bow and continued to quietly move along. He did his best to tighten up his bag to his body to ensure it would not rattle around too much, he did not want the sound of the various canned foods in his bag attracting the undead and survivors.[color=00a651]「I hope on everything the footsteps are friendly...」[/color]