[Matoba hums, eye scanning the crowd and listening in as others placed bets. Despite the mingle being in honor of them, the so-called "Lost" Souls, the majority present were still ayakashi. Who was the crowd going for...?] I have made a few stable investments thus far, but nothing major. I tend to prefer those over bets, myself. Good business requires both to succeed, I suppose.

[He doesn't reply to the offer right away, instead watching as the spirit and the yamawaro went for another bout. As Soma suggests, the ape-like spirit shows a nimbleness that the spirit lacks. That masked spirit was likely more of a spellcaster type; Matoba held domain over a couple of them. Ginji. Aikawa. Shiki which had been in his family's service for generations immemorial....]

[Between shoves, he finally shifts his glance to meet Soma's, interest holding.] Natives?

[Soma's new "friends".]