Chapter 862

"Then how did the legend of the Snow Woman come about?" Akaso Kaze asked.

"The mountain terrain here is very complex, especially when it snows; the outside becomes very dangerous, and almost every year someone meets with misfortune in the mountains."

A somewhat playful voice suddenly sounded, followed by a man wearing a green ski suit with a camera on his chest, walking down from the stairs on the second floor.

"The strangest thing is that every year at this time, a piece of chocolate is placed beside the bodies of those victims.

Local people all say that when someone makes chocolate in the wooden house, they accidentally get lost in the mountains and encounter the legendary Snow Woman causing trouble."

Yuasa Chiyoko introduced: "His name is Nigaki Yoshitaka, and he is an interview reporter."

"Is this the legend of the Snow Woman?"

Akaso Kaze curled his lips.

He felt that this trip was going to be in vain.

"Nigaki, didn't the police say that? That's because the animals in the mountains were hungry and had nothing to eat, so they rummaged through the bodies and brought the luggage out."

Two tall, young beauties followed down the stairs from the second floor.

One of them was wearing a purple sweater and had shoulder-length brown curly hair, her pretty face full of playfulness and teasing.

The other beauty with short black hair was wearing a yellow hoodie and light white jeans.

Listening to Yuasa Chiyoko's introduction, the one with short black hair was Kanri Ayako, and the one with brown hair was Fukukawa Mika.

Nigaki Yoshitaka put his windproof sunglasses on his head and said with a smile, "Alright, I should go out to work too."

Fukukawa Mika reminded: "Nigaki, your enthusiastic investigation is a good thing, but don't get too obsessed and be fascinated by the Snow Woman; don't get lost in the forest!"

"Don't worry," the young man laughed, "If the Snow Woman gives me chocolate, I will definitely tell her that I already have a woman named Ayako."

The young man waved his hand and walked into the forest.

Fukukawa Mika said: "He is an investigative reporter, taking a video camera and a camera into the forest to see if he can photograph wild wolves."

"That kind of animal, huh."

A fat man with a hunting rifle on his back and a full beard walked out of the wooden house.

"Since it has been constantly hunted since 1905, no one has seen its trace for a hundred years. It is currently listed as an endangered species. It is said that there are signs of their activity in this mountain."

Kanri Ayako saw the hunting rifle behind the fat man and hummed: "Since it is such a precious animal, you still want to hunt it? It's not very good to do this."

"This rifle is just to scare it and let it run into the trap," the fat man smiled and said to the villa owner who followed him out, "Old lady, my friend will come later, so please help me take care of him."

"Hmph, they are all guys who are obsessed with wild wolves!"

The old lady looked at the fat man leaving with dissatisfaction and turned to Akaso Kaze, saying: "My husband's grave is built in the forest; I am going there to pay my respects. There are still many empty rooms inside, so you can find a place to live by yourself."

"Are you okay going by yourself?" Akaso Kaze asked.

"What's wrong with that," the old woman hummed, "This mountain is like my own courtyard, and there is Saburo to accompany me."

"Woof!" An Akita dog ran to the old woman's side obediently, panting and wagging its tail constantly.

A smile finally appeared on the old woman's face, and she hugged the Akita dog happily: "Good boy, Saburo."

Akaso Kaze didn't bring any personal belongings, chose a room at random, and then went downstairs to look around.

In the first-floor kitchen, Kanri Ayako and Fukukawa Mika were preparing to make chocolate.

"Boys can't come in, otherwise they will get hurt like Nigaki!"

Seeing Akaso Kaze, Fukukawa Mika said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Akaso Kaze's mouth curled slightly, "It's not an easy thing to make me get hurt."

The two girls were wearing aprons, one stirring milk, and the other picking up a kitchen knife to cut chocolate.

"Ayako, be careful," Fukukawa Mika reminded, "Nigaki was not careful when cutting chocolate yesterday, and he ended up hurting his finger."

Kanri Ayako nodded.

"By the way," Akaso Kaze asked casually, "That old lady said something happened here four years ago; what exactly happened four years ago?"

Fukukawa Mika's smile froze slightly: "Actually, it's nothing; it's just that the old lady's husband unfortunately died in an avalanche."

Akaso Kaze felt some sympathy for the old woman who always had a straight face: "So there was such a thing."

"I heard that when Saburo found him, he had been buried in the snow for nearly a week," Fukukawa Mika said slightly gloomily, "The pity is that there is still one person missing."

"What Mika said is my brother," a sad look appeared on Ayako's face, "My brother was also missing at that time. The police said he might have been buried in the snow, but I always feel that he seems to be still alive, so I come here every year and pay my respects at the old lady's husband's grave."

Akaso Kaze's eyebrows frowned, and his gaze swept over the two.

The things from four years ago, and the ghost rumors that followed, really sounded very familiar.