"I'll take the ice water money, but I want you to vacate your lodgings."
"Take your money and leave it at that. Where I lodge is my choice."
"It's not your choice. The master came to me yesterday and said he wants you gone. I heard him out, and he seemed to make a solid case. Even so, I stopped by this morning to get more details and confirm his position."
I had no idea what Yama Arashi was talking about.
"How would I know what the master might have told you? You've judged without hearing my side. If there's a reason for this then tell me. You do me grave injustice by assuming offhand that the master's claims are valid."
"Okay, in that case here it is. You're rude and disorderly, and they've had enough of you. The master's wife is not your maid. Making her wipe your feet is arrogance in the extreme."
"When did I ever make the master's wife wipe my feet?"
"I don't know if you made her wipe them or not, but at any rate they're sick and tired of you. They said the profit from a single painting can replace your lodging fee."
"The gall of that presumptuous scoundrel! Then why did he take me in?"
"I can't say why he took you in. But he did take you in, and now you've offended him and he wants you out, so leave."
"You bet I'll leave. I wouldn't stay if they begged me. In fact, it was reprehensible of you to set me up in that den of false accusers in the first place."
"We'll see who's more reprehensible, you or me."
Yama Arashi was my equal when it came to temper, and he bellowed at me in his indomitable voice. The rest of the staff wondered what was happening, and they all craned their necks to look in our direction. I had no reason to cower in shame, so I stood up and swept the room with my gaze. Among the surprised faces, only Noda's sported a grin. I challenged him with my meanest glare, directed right through his dried gourd of a face, and he quickly showed respect. It seemed I frightened him a bit. The bugle sounded, and Yama Arashi and I suspended our quarrel to head for our classrooms.