Uenoyama is taking one step at a time backward, hoping the floating snowballs in front of him just lose their magic and drop on the ground. Sadly, three go straight for Uenoyama, one smacking him in the face, two go haywire to the left and right, and one flies again at the man several feet away. Better dodge because he can't control these things! His familiar, a middle-aged woman with brown, braided hair tied in a bun, has her hands over her mouth- it's hard to tell whether she's amused or worried.]
I didn't do it on purpose! [He finally manages to yell after getting snow out of his mouth and smacking one of the snowballs mid-air.]
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Uenoyama is taking one step at a time backward, hoping the floating snowballs in front of him just lose their magic and drop on the ground. Sadly, three go straight for Uenoyama, one smacking him in the face, two go haywire to the left and right, and one flies again at the man several feet away. Better dodge because he can't control these things!
His familiar, a middle-aged woman with brown, braided hair tied in a bun, has her hands over her mouth- it's hard to tell whether she's amused or worried.]
I didn't do it on purpose! [He finally manages to yell after getting snow out of his mouth and smacking one of the snowballs mid-air.]