“This isn't my story, but hers.
In a world full of actors trying to cunningly maneuver themselves into the lead role, she was the star of that night without even trying. She didn't realize it then, and she probably still hasn't.
This is a chronicle of her majestic journey through an alcohol-steeped night and my distress at failing to secure the lead role and making do with my existence as a pebble by the wayside.
Wise readers, relish both her cuteness and my stupidity; savor the exquisite and subtle flavor of life, not unlike that of almond tofu.
I hope you will cheer her on.”
―
Tomihiko Morimi,
夜は短し步けよ乙女 [Yoru wa mijikashi aruke yo otome]