I’ve always watched you. Ever since

I’ve always watched you. Ever since you were a child. I still remember that day. You and your twin brother were lost in the forest. I heard shouting. Curious, I hid behind a tree to watch you two. But I was careless. You saw me.

“Excuse me, but my brother and I are lost. Do you know the way out? Could you show us the way out?”

I should have refused. Lied. But instead, I agreed. I took the two of you by the hand and led you to the opening of the forest.

“Thank you, Miss… Um… What’s your name?”

“My name? My name… Is (l/n) (f/n).”

“Thank you, (l/n)-chan! We’ll remember you!”

“No, you won’t.”

Even though I mumbled those words under my breath, you heard me. You frowned.

“Yes, we will. Um… (L/n)-chan, can you give us your scarf?”

“My… scarf?”

“Yes. Then we’ll remember!”

Although reluctant, I handed my scarf to you. But it was useless. Once you left the forest, you forgot all about me. You believed that you had somehow found your way out of the forest by yourselves and that you had picked up the scarf on your way.

You were just like all the others. I loved to help others, but they always forgot me.

That is my cursed life. The Forgotten One.

After that day, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. So, I left the forest to look for you. I watched you. To the point of following you. Then the day of the avalanche came.

I couldn’t stop the avalanche. I couldn’t change the direction of the avalanche. But at least I could pull you out of the way once your brother pushed you out. But you didn’t realise it was me.

You gave your brother my scarf, but after his death, you took it. But you still missed your family. So I broke one of the greatest rules.

I sealed your brother’s soul in the scarf.

Was that a mistake? Your brother being there made you happy, yet it caused you pain. It hurt me to see you cry.

Then you left with those people. I couldn’t see you, but you brought my scarf with you, so I could still protect you.

You went through a lot, and finally the last battle was over. But during that battle… You came to terms with your family’s death. You didn’t need your brother around anymore. His soul was released. And… You threw away my scarf.

It hurt.

You came back a new person. I could barely recognise you as the small, fragile child crying for his family. And I could feel the one thing that kept me away from the forest disappearing.

Once again, you left. But for a completely different reason. This time, it was to represent Japan. Now you’re gone, our bond has broken.

I will return to the forest. This was fated to end like this, anyways. We could never be together. I was young, rebellious and naïve. I really believed this forbidden unrequited love could actually blossom. It’s time for me to return home. To the others.

And yet, I still wish for a miracle.

Me and you. A human boy and a yuki onna.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Tôi đã luôn luôn theo dõi bạn. Kể từ khi bạn là một đứa trẻ. Tôi vẫn nhớ ngày hôm đó. Bạn và anh em sinh đôi của bạn đã bị mất trong rừng. Tôi nghe nói reo hò. Tò mò, tôi trốn đằng sau một cái cây để xem bạn hai. Nhưng tôi đã bất cẩn. Bạn thấy tôi."Xin lỗi, nhưng anh trai của tôi và tôi bị mất. Bạn có biết đường ra? Có thể bạn hiển thị cho chúng tôi cách ra ngoài?"Tôi nên đã từ chối. Nói dối. Nhưng thay vào đó, tôi đã đồng ý. Tôi lấy hai của bạn bằng tay và dẫn bạn đến sự mở cửa của rừng."Cảm ơn bạn, Miss... UM... Tên cô là gì?""Tên của tôi? Tên của tôi... Là (l/n) (f/n).""Cảm ơn bạn, (l/n)-chan! Chúng tôi sẽ nhớ bạn!""Bạn sẽ không."Mặc dù tôi mumbled những từ đó theo hơi thở của tôi, bạn nghe tôi. Bạn cau mày."Vâng, chúng tôi sẽ. UM... (L/n)-chan, bạn có thể cho chúng tôi chiếc khăn của bạn? ""Tôi... khăn?""Ừ. Sau đó chúng tôi sẽ nhớ!"Mặc dù miễn cưỡng, tôi trao khăn quàng của tôi với bạn. Nhưng nó là vô dụng. Một khi bạn rời khỏi khu rừng, bạn quên tất cả về tôi. Bạn tin rằng bạn đã tìm thấy bằng cách nào đó theo cách của bạn ra khỏi rừng của mình và rằng bạn đã chọn lên khăn trên con đường của bạn.Cậu giống như tất cả những người khác. Tôi yêu thương để giúp đỡ người khác, nhưng họ luôn luôn quên tôi.Đó là cuộc sống của tôi bị nguyền rủa. Một trong những bị lãng quên.Sau ngày hôm đó, tôi không thể ngừng suy nghĩ về bạn. Vì vậy, tôi còn rừng để tìm anh. Tôi theo dõi bạn. Đến khi theo dõi bạn. Sau đó, cho đến ngày avalanche.I couldn’t stop the avalanche. I couldn’t change the direction of the avalanche. But at least I could pull you out of the way once your brother pushed you out. But you didn’t realise it was me.You gave your brother my scarf, but after his death, you took it. But you still missed your family. So I broke one of the greatest rules.I sealed your brother’s soul in the scarf.Was that a mistake? Your brother being there made you happy, yet it caused you pain. It hurt me to see you cry.Then you left with those people. I couldn’t see you, but you brought my scarf with you, so I could still protect you.You went through a lot, and finally the last battle was over. But during that battle… You came to terms with your family’s death. You didn’t need your brother around anymore. His soul was released. And… You threw away my scarf.It hurt.You came back a new person. I could barely recognise you as the small, fragile child crying for his family. And I could feel the one thing that kept me away from the forest disappearing. Once again, you left. But for a completely different reason. This time, it was to represent Japan. Now you’re gone, our bond has broken.I will return to the forest. This was fated to end like this, anyways. We could never be together. I was young, rebellious and naïve. I really believed this forbidden unrequited love could actually blossom. It’s time for me to return home. To the others.And yet, I still wish for a miracle.Me and you. A human boy and a yuki onna.