The captive audience at the Meiji shrine gasped in unison, as the star performer of the Tokyo Straight-Line Walkers Society, Emi veered off to the left and disappeared into the crowd. What had caused such an incident? Such a calamity would send shockwaves through the international straight-line walking world.
“You know I had my doubts about Emi from the start”, said Yuuto. “I observed a curvature of her shoe heel. I thought to myself, surely you cannot walk a straight line in such a shoe. Maybe I should have taken her to Yokohama. They make a very good shoe there. Perhaps we could have purchased a pair of the finest shoes and then straight-line walked through a park of blooming cherry blossom trees, whilst walking a pair of very small dogs wearing knitted overalls adorned with badges of my favourite J-Pop group, Sexy Zone. I could’ve told her stories about how I’d always wished to be a supervisor on a train. Standing over the driver and pointing out their numerous faults, in order to make them a better driver.
But then I met you my dearest Kamiko. I loved you from the moment I saw you, selling tickets for the giant Ferris wheel in Osaka. I thought those steps I climbed, lead to the second floor of a store that sold matcha flavoured Kit Kats. But instead, those steps lead me to you. You will always have my heart”
“And you will always have my heart Yuuto. It does not matter to me that you missed out on that promotion at the Panko breadcrumb factory in Sendai. I’m proud of you, no matter what you choose to do in life. Straight-line walking together is our passion shared. I love how we walk in unison, how we wear matching Charlie Brown socks and how you always stop and buy me a peach flavoured coke at a vending machine when I’m parched. I just wish we had better straight-line walking uniforms. I feel hot and itchy with what we currently wear. I’d like a material that breathes, something a bit more athletic.”