The young men on tamura's team have managed to capture the competing team's kite. Now the rug of war begins it's sitution that requires both skill and passion ; luckily tamura's team has plenty of both. People call me a kite maniac. I am a kite enthusiast. That's just me. They call me a kite maniac, but i don't think i'm all that crazy. The two teams are nearly exhausted, but the battle continues. Neither will stop untill the war is won, but the ropes remain firmly tied together across the river. One set of kite ropes finally break and it belongs to the rival team. It looks like tamura's team is the winner. So are the people of shirone really kite crazy, most of craziness, it's not a dangerous one. In a good year every kite is destroyed, but the people of shirone never seem to feel sorry. They know that next spring, the kites will live again. For now, there are no sings that the 'kite craziness' will disappear any time soon. In fact, among everyone who appears affected by it, no one seems to want to find a cure.