[ He would never admit this, because he's on the job and this is, of course, super serious business ... but this is kind of fun. Brandishing his sword like a baseball bat, he continues to knocking those things as she throws them. There isn't much space for them to go, only forward or up, but he tries to pop most of them toward the ceiling. He doesn't want to knock a rock into a girl's face, even if she's trying to spook him off his post.
It's a workout, too. He isn't sweating, the temperature still too cold, but he does have to bend to hit some of those projectiles. She must be strong, because a few of those take a good amount of strength on his side to whack back. ]
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It's a workout, too. He isn't sweating, the temperature still too cold, but he does have to bend to hit some of those projectiles. She must be strong, because a few of those take a good amount of strength on his side to whack back. ]
I guess you really are in Shuten!