[Now that you mention it... he is a ninja... he probably can. But he won't, because he's not a low-level loser. Only flashy, powerful jutsu allowed.

Fukawa is giving him considerable Karin energy with such vivid description. He's in too bad a mood to follow that comparison further and wonder about the girl's colorful imagination.]

My sword. [His right hand lowers to the empty belt at his waist.] What about you?

If this truly is their doing, we'll have to figure out where the items were hidden. [He'd rather find a spectre, kill it, and soul-forge a new weapon than have to kiss someone...] Tell me where you were going just now.