[Kim had come to the same conclusion as Matoba, where the exorcism of ayakashi was concerned- not that he had the power to do so currently, which was probably for the best, so he had decided. It would surely only create further mistrust, and allowing him to have time to curry favor within the clan and create opportunities without being seen as a threat was more useful to him now than the bit of power to seal or punish.]

[He wasn't a clanhead, here. He was merely one of many feet on the ground, a footsoldier within a political organization, and he had to be careful where he stepped anyway. Matoba easily set aside his own biases in order to accomplish the task set in front of him, something he could do because he was so used to suppression anyway.]

Well, after all, we are all a part of their yakuza families now, so it makes sense that they would have captains and lieutenants as well, no? [He speaks as if it's as familiar to him as everything else here, the man-eating and the esoteric nature of everything.] But I suppose in my view, it is quite like ayakashi to mimic humans and our structures, as they mimic daily life. After all, many of them are life that gathered because of human influence- human-worship, within human homes, in things belonging to humans.

[Matoba gestures nearby, to a kasa-obake hopping past with a line to tie down one of the floats.]

[He hums and remains thoughtfully quiet a moment, unwinding a streamer and beginning to braid the colors together, pink and green. It was like braiding the shimanawa ropes for a shrine, he had thought to himself as he strolled down the avenue on his way here. Human-like activities, indeed.] I think it is no more complicated than any business which is done in private.

[And that is all he'll say about that, without incriminating himself further.]