[Are you sure you're not a Shuten, kid.]

[Matoba stares at him for a moment, in the space of his outburst, and then puffs out in another fit of chuckling laughter. What spirit, indeed!]

[He was going to crush it.]

Very well. Shall we make a wager on it? [Don't do it Tama. Remember what he told you about debts--] If you are ahead of me by the end of the summer, I'll teach you how you might be able to subjugate that thing. No promises, but imagine- no longer being controlled by its whims. It will be yours to do with as you wish.

Doesn't that sound appealing?