You might think: It’s just a flea market. It’s not an affair. It’s not gambling. It’s not drinking.
The title follows a naming convention common in modern Japanese web novels and manga where the title is a long, self-explanatory sentence or "light novel style" hook. It captures the specific subculture of sokubaikai tsuma ni damatte sokubaikai ni ikun ja nakatta better
That grammatical stumble is emotionally honest. Sometimes, when you realize you messed up, you can’t even speak properly. You might think: It’s just a flea market
Kei sat down across from her and rubbed his face. The candled glow made their small kitchen look intimate and old. He said, plainly, what he felt: that he’d been carried away by habit and pressure, that he hadn’t honored their plans, that he’d chosen the group noise over the quiet thing he’d promised. He told her about the last-minute karaoke, about how he’d thought he’d slip back in without waking her. He admitted he’d been wrong. It’s not drinking