They say that when it snow in the mountains, it is the sign of the Yuki-Onna crying.
Yuki-Onna, the cold hearted spirit of the snow, attracting lost travellers with their good looks, only to freeze them in eternal ice.
What if this isn't true. What if the Yuki-Onna is not as cold as it seems and all it takes is a human heart to melt away the facade.
Inspired by てもでもの涙 and the legend of the Yuki-Onna and Yukirin being cold, blackhearted and the bringer of rain and snow, I present to you my version of the story of the Yuki-Onna...
こんなに会いたくても
こんなに好きでも
目の前を通り過ぎてく
それでも こうして
あなたを見ている
この場所から
こんなに会いたくても
こんなに好きでも
振り向いてさえもくれない
傘 差してるのに
頬が濡れるのは
どうにもできない
てもでもの涙
“Ka-San… Ka-San!” cries the voice of a little boy as he wonders around, lost in the snow.
It was their family tradition to visit their grandparents in their home village. Driving up the familiar winding mountain road, he complained about being car sick and demanded for a short break.
Perhaps it was the restlessness that came with young boys, perhaps it was the sugar rush from the M&M chocolates or perhaps it was the streak of mischief that runs in the genking, Miyazawa Sayama that complied him to play a quick game of hide and seek.
The plan was to just sneak off quietly and hide in the snow covered landscape before calling his parents, asking them to find him.
“This would be fun!” snickered Sayama as he wiped out his mobile phone to spring the surprise on his parents, only to realize the phone was not responding due to lack of network signal in the mountainous region.
“Ehh…!? This can’t be happening…”
******
Sayama realized that he was lost, as the surrounding landscape looked the same to him. His attempts to track his footsteps in the snow have failed due to the sudden snowfall that seemed to wrap up everything with white fluffy cotton.
Lost, alone, without any help, he could only call out loudly for his Ka-San as he wandered aimlessly towards higher ground, hoping to get a reception for his mobile phone.
******
“Ne Mayu-chan, do you think Ka-San would be mad when they find us?” asked Sayama to his favorite stuffed toy, a humanoid looking toy.
“Ka-San won’t be angry right?”
“Ne! You are right! We just need to pout and look kawai! Ka-San is weak against that! But Oto-San might use the Miyazawa Palm Attack on me…” sighed Sayama as he shivered in memory of the many palm strikes that his father had delivered on the fleshy part of his buttocks as punishment for his mischief.
Distracted by the horrible thoughts of impending doom from his father, Sayama lost his footing, tripping over a pothole, falling flat to the ground…
******
Sayama wasn’t sure how long he was unconscious. He couldn’t have fainted due to the fall. He was the strongest of all, the Gen-King of the class. His rival Sayaka would have laugh at him, calling him weak. But that being said, he had being wandering in the snow for an hour, cold and exhausted and definitely hungry.
“Ah Itai! I must be hungry and fainted! Even Ultraman will faint when he loses energy! Right Mayu-Chan? asked Sayama as he regained consciousness, his hands reaching instinctively for his favorite soft toy only to realized it’s gone.
“Eh! Mayu-chan!?” asked Sayama in panic. Mayu-chan had being his best friend since his memory started. Mayu-Chan won’t abandon him, especially not at this moment.
“Are you looking for him?” asked a female voice.
Sayama struggled to open his eyes against the glaring sun. A dark silhouette stood over him, holding the familiar figure of Mayu-chan with outreached arm.
As the rays of sunlight formed a halo over the figure and his eyes slowly adjusted to the light. Sayama could only say the following as he finally sees the figure that is holding on to his beloved Mayu-chan.
“Kirei…”
*****
“Arrigato Onee-Chan!” thanked Sayama as he bowed formally to the young female.
The young female had not only found his Mayu-chan but also guided him to safety, bringing him 100 meters within the vicinity of his parent’s car.
Remembering his personal code of honor, he offered Mayu-chan to her.
“Take it please! Mayu-Chan is my best friend and now she will be your best friend!”
The young figure cocked her head, clearly amused at such an offering.
“Please! Onee-Chan! You saved Mayu-chan and me! I can’t give myself to you as I belong to my parents but since Mayu-chan belongs to me and you saved her, Mayu-chan will belong to you now!” declared Sayama earnestly.
“Sayama! Sayama!!! Oh God! We finally found you! We were so worried!” cried out his parents running to him anxiously.
“Onee-chan! Once again thank you! Please do take good care of Mayu-chan! Eh!? Onee-chan?” Sayama’s eyes widened as he looked around, trying to find the Oni-chan that had rescued him.
“Oka-san! Otu-san! Had you seen Onee-chan?”
“Onee-chan?? What Onee-chan! You were alone when we saw you!”
“But Otu-san! I wasn’t! I was rescued by Onee-Chan! She’s very tall and pretty! In a white pure kimono! Her eyes were big and black and her hair long and silky!”
“Sayama… You must be confused and having illusions…my poor boy…” cried his mother as she enveloped him in a hug.
“But Ka-san…Oh and I was suppose to give Mayu-chan to her… Wait! Mayu-chan is gone!” wailed Sayama.
Sayama’s mother comforted him as his father looked around for his favorite stuffed toy.
After looking around futilely, his parents had declared that Mayu-chan missing in action and they would buy a new toy for him.
But for Sayama, deep down inside his heart, he believed that the kind and pretty onee-chan must had taken it as her reward for helping him…