The Snow Maiden

I was always a straight B student. Because a C made me look dumb and an A wasn't worth the effort. Scoring an A is for suckers. This pissed off the wrong people (my parents), so I was punished by being sent out here: a village in the snow country. But instead of building character, I met this village's darkest secret: the girl in the snow. She was dead and she changed my life. - UPDATES EVERY MONDAY, WEDNESDAY AND FRIDAY!


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13. Chapter 13

Chapter 13


The man said, "You forgot this." 

He put down a vacuum cleaner. Miyazono and I stared at him, then at the guest book and then back at him. In a flash, Miyazono grabbed my sleeve, pulled me to the ground and made both of us kowtow. 

She said, "Sir, we are so sorry! What we have done cannot be forgiven. Please accept our humblest apologies. Hana no Sato will gladly compensate you for any damage." 

She did and said all of that in such a fashion that it seemed like she had practice it before. Like it was second nature to her. She was truly expert ryokan staff. Worth her weight in gold...or silver. 

I looked up and the man and I made eye contact. Miyazono pushed my head down. "Apologize now!" she demanded. 

I put my forehead to the ground and uttered the most sincere apology I could think of. 

Miyazono said, "He is a new hire, please forgive him for his lack of professionalism. Please be assured that he will be punished severely." 

The man said, "Please, stand up. You two are just children, there's no need for this." 

Miyazono grabbed my sleeve and pulled me up. She grabbed the back of my head and forced me to do another bow in standing position. 

The man said, "I just came down to see if there is anything to eat. My partner and I missed dinner and all the restaurants in the village are closed at this time. Does the kitchen have any leftovers?" 

Miyazono stood straight like a tree. Like a soldier. "Sir, we will gladly prepare something for you. Is there anything you are allergic to?" 

I couldn't help but be utterly impressed by how she handled this situation. She spoke with a maturity beyond her years — at least far more mature than me or any other of the girls I knew at school in Tokyo. She wasn't intimidated the least before this costumer. It's like she was a kid when we looked at the guest book and now she has become a second Aunt Reiko. 

The man said, "Err...anything is fine, really. I just don't want to trouble you this late at night." 

"Sir, it's no trouble at all. Will you be fine with grilled eel and rice?" 

"Oh, you have that? If it's not too much trouble, then please." 

Miyazono folded her hands in front of her and bowed. "I'll prepare it immediately and bring it your room." 

She grabbed my sleeve and pulled me towards the kitchen. 

The man said, "Wait." 


We stopped. He pointed at me. He said, "I want to talk you."

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