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!


Author's note

My latest story! I think it's the best yet :)

16. Chapter 16

Miyazono: It is surprising how fast a person can change. When Yamata Satoshi first came to Hana no Sato, I wasn't impressed. Everything on his face said that he didn't want to be here and underneath every word I could hear the silent anger, the smoldering misery. But he did have a handsome face and he did seem nice enough to follow my instructions without any obvious complaint. Maybe his fear of Aunt Reiko was greater than his desire to return to Tokyo. Tokyo! I always wondered what it's like there. I'm sixteen and I've never been there! It's almost embarrassing. There were so many things I wanted to ask him about Tokyo, but Yamata-kun didn't seem to be very talkative. Oh well, I have my ways of getting the story out of him. 

Got a girlfriend waiting for you in Tokyo?

It's not like that?

Heh, heh. So this handsome boy was single. 

His face is nice, but his heart...

I always wanted a man who was handsome, but also mature. Well, OK he didn't have to be super handsome and super rich, but I do wanted a man who was a man at heart, you know what I mean? And while Yamata-kun was handsome, he was a boy. Well, I guess all boys his age are boys and I'm a girl and not a woman. 

Yamata-kun did the work without complaint, but I could see from his expression that this was hell for him. A city boy after all. I did hear old men in the village complaining that young men from the city have no back bone, are soft at heart, no will and integrity. 

I watched Yamata-kun do his work for the first time I kind of understood what these grumbling old men meant. Yamata-kun went through the motions of work, but his heart wasn't in it. He didn't understand why he had to do this work. He was empty inside. 

Then one day he snuck out. Maybe he forgot about his fear of Aunt Reiko. Maybe he finally got sick enough of the work. Either way, he came back late and I managed to intercept him at the employee entrance. 

Why did I try to help him? I mean he would've deserved every punishment Aunt Reiko handed out. 

I'm not sure. I guess I admired how he did his work without complaint, even though he was complaining in his mind. Maybe he did have some backbone. Just a bit. 

But ever since then, something changed about Yamata-kun. I can't really put my finger on it, feels like he moves with a greater sense of purpose. That vague look in his eyes is gone. 

And then he started asking questions. About the village, about legends, about ghosts. 

A while later he snuck out again. Into the forest. 

Nothing good ever comes from going into that forest. 

I should stop him. 

I have to. 

But how?


A/N: This chapter was delayed a little because I got sick from overwork at the office - sigh, life is tough, but I need to endure. Anyways, I decided to try something new with this chapter, writing from Miyazono's POV for a change. What do you think?

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