The guy sees it coming, though he isn't able to duck out of the way - he takes it on the jaw, with his feet planted wide for balance. To Hajime, it really will feel like trying to hit a human mountain. A mountain that is reaching up to grab his wrist while he's still extended from the punch.

"Don't say I didn't warn ya." There's a strange, earthy odor to the man's breath, now, and his words expel a cloud of mist, even though it isn't nearly cloud enough for that much of it.