

After meeting, I wonder what they did together? I wonder if they will remember me at all. (I wonder if mom and dad were able to meet in heaven. How soft it was when she hugged him, the nice smell – that was about it. He also remembered her gentle hands, patting his head and saying “Good job, you did it,” while laughing happily. What he remembered was the picture of her smile on the altar. To tell the truth, he only vaguely remembered his mother. How long had he been running? The boy sniffled. The rain that fell so noiselessly chilled him to the bone. The boy left the clearing and began to climb the gently sloping path, his feet splashing as he ran as if being called by something. The whole boulder was wrapped in a dim, faintly blue glow. However this time, not only because it was covered in vines, it looked completely different. There was another large boulder that was surrounded in consecrated rope – an enshrined boulder. Climbing the small path lined with pine trees led to another clearing. The boy carefully stepped across the small bridge spanning the swamp. The father who was so kind had gone on to some faraway place by himself, never to meet him again. His mother had long ago passed away, and now his father.īut it’s not like there were any relatives that would talk to him.įrom now on, there would be no one to take his hand and walk with him. They thought it was fine if he was taken by the ghost and disappeared.Īnd the relatives that had come from far away probably thought the same way too. Of course, the boy had no intention whatsoever of making the ghost of the forest his mom. The laughter of the bullies seemed to chase him from behind. She looks for all of these kids because she wants to be a real mom!” “Yeah, yeah! They say the “Kotori Obake” is actually a mom. “Your mom might be in the forest, yknow!” “Even though you’re as creepy as a ghost, you’re afraid to go into the forest?!” The boy ran and ran along the path flanked by densely growing weeds. As his face was already wet from tears, he couldn’t bring himself to care about wiping it off. His clothes made wet with the rain felt gross. The boy looked at it for awhile, but before long turned away and progressed even further back. It was enshrined as an evil-repelling boulder but moss had grown upon it. However, the stone that was enshrined in the clearing did not glow, only having a large size.

It was a beautiful stone that glowed a dim, faint blue in the dark. Ever since he was young, the boy had often seen amulets made out of this stone around his home. The large stone was what was known as “night glowstone” and was said to be effective as a talisman. Even farther back in the clearing, past the sign, a large stone was enshrined within its consecrated ropes. Going straight along the side path behind the western-style building led to a clearing. (…then, that means that the “Kotori Obake” really lives in this forest, right?) They explained very clearly why the boy was not to get close to the forest. The one watched over the “Kotori Obake Forest” where the “Kotori Obake” was supposed to live was the father of the boy’s childhood friend.

Since long ago, children were forbidden from entering this place. Behind this western-style building the dense forest spread. I frequently updated my old blog during that period with many articles and announcements, so anyone interested should definitely take a look.The boy, in the midst of a soundless smooth rain, ran down a familiar gravel path.Īfter a while, a rustic western-style building came into view from between the trees. These new mediums presented stories not found in the original game. Starting the spring following its release and continuing until 2015, the game was adapted to comics, novelized, merchandised, and made into a drama CD to create a huge mixed media presence.
