The Struggle of a Young TS Yuki-Onna. Chapter 7

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"Oh, is anybody home?"

I could hear the beautiful voice as she took off her shoes before entering the residential section.

"I'm home."

The nice voice simply walked into our house without hesitation. I could tell it's a woman. But based on context clues. . .It can't be.

"Eh? Eh?"

I'm panicking.

The footsteps are approaching, and I am frozen with fear.

She is closing in on the living room.

"Oh, doesn't Yukiya want to meet her too?"

"Well, yeah. B-but I'm not mentally prepared- – -."

However time doesn't wait for those unprepared.

Soon, somebody appeared.

"Oh, there you two are."

I heard the young, vibrant, and beautiful female voice behind me. 

"No way. . ."

I turned to find a beautiful young woman in a kimono standing from the corridor with a smile. She wore a plain white kimono and a red belt. It was a rustic outfit, but it didn't look archaic. Rather, it emphasized her beauty.

"Yukiya got bigger."

When the woman noticed me, her expression changed into a happy one.

"No, that couldn't be. . ."

That woman is barely any different than the woman I saw in my family picture.

For my 14 years of life, the only memory and attachment I had to her was that picture. I've only seen her from that picture. I never thought I would see that person in the flesh. . .

"Ah, Yukino. . .W-Welcome home."

While I was screaming mentally, my father greeted her with a clogged up throat. It was clear he was very emotional.

"I'm back, Syuu-chan."

They gazed at each other and then embraced, with tears and a smile on each other's face.

"I wanted to see you for so long, Yukino."

He is letting it all out, completely ignoring the third party.

"It's been a long time, Syuu-chan. Oh, you've gotten a lot of gray hair."

She was stroking his head as she examined him.

This is the moment I truly realized this woman may be my mother.

"Also. . .Yukiya seems to be a girl."

She looked at me with a brilliant young smile.

It was bright and full of energy.

She was just like her picture, but even more beautiful.

This person must be my mother- – –

After the initial greetings, we all sat at the living room table.

"Yukiya. I've missed you. I've wanted to see you since you were a baby."

She was sitting next to me while looking straight at me.

"U-Um. . .Are you really, my mom?"

"Fufu, yeah. I am your mother."

My mother nodded with a smile.

Rather unexpectedly, I was shy. But I could feel my emotions beginning to swell.

I still can't get over the fact how there is barely anything different from the picture. Short but still beautiful black hair, white transparent skin. . .She looks so young.

Nothing has changed since that picture was taken.

It's almost surreal. Like an image come to life. An image I had held so many times before.

"I'm happy you both look healthy."

"Of course. I made sure of it when I decided to wait for Yukino to return home."

Then they began to reminisce about the good ol days.

"When you were one Yukiya. I lived with you and your father. That was more than a decade from now."

"Ahh, those were some of the happiest times of my life. The shop had that new smell to it as well- – -"

"The year I gave birth to you, was also the year we opened the store together."

I don't remember any of this.

I simply silently nodded with an awkward smile.

"You wouldn't remember of course. When I last gave your mother a hug when she had to return to the mountain, Yukiya was still so small and still in diapers."

"W-Why. . .Why did you return to the mountain?"

"The mountain god told me that I wouldn't be able to live in a human habitat anymore, and I had to return."

Once she finished talking, she nostalgically looked around the room.

"Haah. This house hasn't changed at all. Ah, your father and I bought that clock, oh and those drawers."

I simply nodded.

"You have been quiet for quite a while now. Is Yukiya a shy child?"

"No, I don't think so. Yukiya has actually been quite tough on Papa recently. . ."

"Ohh, Is Yukiya going through the rebellious phase?"

"N-No I'm not."

I quickly denied it.

"However, I am truly blessed to see you have grown up so well."

My mother chuckled and smiled at me.

"S-So you are my mom?"

"Of course I am. I could never forget about Yukiya."

"I-I see. . .C-Can I get closer?"

"Of course. Come here."

She spread both of her arms out towards me.

"Mom. . ."

I approached her and we went into the gentle embrace.

It's strange, I always wished to embrace my mother. I even dreamed about it. However it felt weird if not difficult to give myself up to it.

But her embrace was warm, so it helped me get over it.

It was at this moment, I realized. I actually have a mother. . .

I could feel my face getting hot. Tears were flowing down my face.

"Uuu. . ."

"There there, Yukiya. . ."

She tenderly stroked my head. It made me shake even more. Yet It was a similar comfort. A similar comfort to what my father gives me.

New chapter. But, I don't know if I can keep this pace up. For now I am just going at my own pace. Also thanks to the people saying go at my own pace. I really appreciate it. I'll see how long I can do this. But a more realistic time frame is probably 2-3 days.

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