My walk has begun in a very embarrassing outfit.
The cute sound of my shoes squeaking with each step only intensifies my shame, I worry that my skirt will be blown up by the wind, and I'm conscious of the strange stares I get when I pass people. In this awkward situation of shame, tension, and fear of not being able to see properly, the only person I can rely on is my mama, who has taken me for this walk. And yet, my mama's reliable hands are also a restraint that won't allow me to escape. Right now, Maki has no choice but to obey her mama.
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