Here’s a complete blog post based on your title, “Tsuma ni Damatte Sokubaikai ni Ikun ja Nakatta…” (I Shouldn’t Have Gone to the Surplus Sale Without Telling My Wife…). Tsuma ni Damatte Sokubaikai ni Ikun ja Nakatta… Date: October 12, 2024 Category: Confessions of a Middle-Aged Otaku Let me start with a simple truth: I am 43 years old. I have a steady job, a mortgage, and a wife who has the patience of a saint. You would think I’d know better.
I kissed her forehead, lied straight through my teeth, and drove 45 minutes to a convention center that smelled of regret and old dust.
I handed him the 500-yen coin without blinking. Tsuma ni Damatte Sokubaikai ni Ikun ja Nakatta ...
She nodded slowly. Then she said the words that still haunt me: “I saw the credit card alert. Surplus sale?”
I told myself: Just looking. Just browsing. I am a responsible adult. Then I saw it. Here’s a complete blog post based on your
“How was your walk?” she asked.
A box. A large, unassuming cardboard box. On the side, in sharpie: “AS-IS. ROBOT VACUUM. MAYBE WORKS. ¥500.” You would think I’d know better
Then I saw the second item. A “mystery bag” of used game cartridges for the Super Famicom. No returns. Three thousand yen. Inside? Five copies of Pachi-Slot Kenkyuu and one unlabeled cartridge that just crashes to a green screen. A masterpiece.
You would be wrong.
I hadn’t.