You’ll say: "That? Oh, I've had that for years. It was in the closet."
Kenji smiled politely and took his place at the kitchen table, but his thoughts drifted. He remembered the night, just a week before, when Aiko had gone out with some friends to a karaoke bar. She’d come home later than usual, cheeks flushed, and whispered something about a “new game.” He’d laughed and said, “It’s just a game, Aiko. I’m happy you’re having fun.” tsuma ni damatte sokubaikai ni ikun ja nakatta game better
“Walk?” she said.