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<b>Author: </b><b>citrullus</b>
<b>Character cheat sheet. This is mainly for me, and people who took a break from the novel.</b>
<b>Yukiya Kitahara(</b><b>北原雪哉) now (雪耶): The protagonist. A junior high student, 14, and  now a Snow girl. Short black hair, beautiful pale skin.</b>
<b>Syuuji Kitahara(北原修司): Yukiya’s father, and owner of the Snow House.(雪乃亭) Which is located in Hyousei Village(氷清村)</b>
<b>Yukino(</b><b>雪乃): Yukiya’s mother, and is a snow woman/ Yuki Onna.</b>
<b>Hazuki Natsumi(夏美) and Saeki Tomonori(智則): Yukiya’s friends and classmates.</b>
<b>Kouko(凍子). The evil young Yuki Onna. Sharp eyes, and long black hair.</b>
<b>TN: Mamuni</b>
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<b>There is only one middle school in Hyosei Village. Hyosei Junior High school actually opens later than most schools because we live in snow country.</b>
<b>The longer than average one month winter break is finally over. The students began to walk into the old wooden school building.</b>
<b>The classmates who haven’t seen each other in awhile greeted and caught up with one another. </b>
<b>None of that was happening for me, because I’m supposed to be a transfer student.</b>
<b>“Dad. . .Will you be okay?”</b>
<b>I muttered as I looked out the window. From here you could see the ski slopes on the mountain. The lifts were moving and small skiers could be seen skiing far away.</b>
<b>My mother is helping my dad while I go to school. But I can’t help but worry about the store while the skiing and snowboarding season is happening. </b>
<b>Although regardless. . .I am happy to be back at school.</b>
<b>Even though I am the transfer student, Yukiya(♀).</b>
<b>My father has already planned for this, so all the paper works for my transfer. However, before that I need to have my own mini orientation at the staff office.</b>
<b>For the past two years, Kasashima-sensei has been my homeroom teacher, and he is the one who usually explains the school’s rules to people. And I’m no different. </b>
<b>“The shoe box is at the entrance, so from tomorrow on, you will change into your shoes there, and then go to class at 8:15 am in the morning. . .School will be fully closed at 6:30 pm”</b>
<b>“Yes, understood.”</b>
<b>He is a hot blooded teacher, Who is a fervent explainer, always rushing and overflowing you with info. Lucky I know it all.</b>
<b>Rather I’m still self aware about my skirt, and keep messing and fixing it.</b>
<b>Also I’m wearing a cardigan over my uniform which just makes my torso feel hot. . .So below my waist is cold, and my torso is hot.</b>
<b>I’m sweating.</b>
<b>“Fuuu. . .”</b>
<b>“This is your homeroom assistant and mathematics teacher, Uchida-sensei.”</b>
<b>“Pleasure to meet you, Kitahara-san.”</b>
<b>Uchida-sensei’s ponytail swayed as she smiled and greeted me. She is a much younger teacher than Kasashima-sensei. About 12 years younger.</b>
<b>The bell rang signaling class is about to start.</b>
<b>“Okay Kitahara-san. Let’s go.”</b>
<b>“Yes.”</b>
<b>Prompted by my teacher, I swiveled my chair and left the staff room with my teacher.</b>
<b>As we walked down the corridor the floor creaked. The school was a pretty old building.</b>
<b>I followed Kasashima-sensei as we walked up the stairs. </b>
<b>The hustle and bustle of the classroom could be heard from the corridor. There are only two classes in each grade, but fortunately or unfortunately, they are always the same class. So you know all your classmates.</b>
<b>Just before we entered, the morning bell rang.</b>
<b>“Uuu. . .”</b>
<b>Kasashima-sensei opened the door and walked in. I followed suit.</b>
<b>The class went silent as all eyes turned to me. It seems that they already knew that a transfer student was coming today. All of their eyes brightened as they began to whisper. “They’re here.” “She is the transfer student.” “Yatta, it’s a girl- – -.” </b>
<b>Class news, schedules, and school slogans covered the walls.</b>
<b>Yeah, nothing changed at all.</b>
<b>“Stand! Greet!”</b>
<b>One of the day duty students ordered all other students to greet.</b>
<b>“Good morning.”</b>
<b>“Good morning!”</b>
<b>All of them then loudly gave their greetings.</b>
<b>Even the morning routine was the same.</b>
<b>Due to the heater, the windows were covered in dew, so the outside couldn’t be seen.</b>
<b>“First of all, the bad news- – -.”</b>
<b>It was then told that Yukiya(♂) Kitahara had transferred to another school.</b>
<b>Most if not all did not know, and a few seemed genuinely sad. . .</b>
<b>“Eh? Yukiya-kun suddenly transferred to a school in Tokyo?”</b>
<b>“I didn’t know. Did you know?”</b>
<b>Well I guess that is good, some actually care. . .</b>
<b>It would have been a very sad gag if nobody did.</b>
<b>“However we do have an exchange. She is our newest class member.”</b>
<b>The home room teacher then urged me to talk.</b>
<b>“Uh. . .No. . .I’m Yukiya(♀) Kitahara. Please treat me well.”</b>
<b>Every bodies’ curious eyes then focused on me. It was honestly nauseating. . .</b>
<b>One of the people I already know, Natsumi-chan, nodded with satisfaction.</b>
<b>She was smiling at me, and waved.</b>
<b>I returned a small smile to her. It’s a little reassuring to have somebody who I can talk to.</b>
<b>“Yukiya Kitahara seems to be the cousin of Yukiya who just transferred to another school.”</b>
<b>“Cute. . .”</b>
<b>“Beautiful.”</b>
<b>“Yattaa.”</b>
<b>It was similar to when I first entered. I got welcoming praise from both boys and girls. </b>
<b>Now with my self introduction done, I just want to sit at my desk. . .</b>
<b>I wonder where it will be. Maybe it will be my old seat. I searched around and there it was.</b>
<b>The seat by the window. . .Right in front of Natsumi-chan.</b>
<b>“Kitahara-san! What are your hobbies?”</b>
<b>Eh?</b>
<b>One of my male classmate, named Yamashita, raised his hand and asked.</b>
<b>But before I could answer, one by one more question came.</b>
<b>“Who’s your favorite celebrity?”</b>
<b>“What’s your favorite food?”</b>
<b>“How many people have you met so far?”</b>
<b>I-It’s too much- – -.</b>
<b>“U-Um. I-I.” I couldn’t really answer any of the boys’ questions. </b>
<b>“Hey hey, quiet you guys. You can do this later. I cannot start class while this is going on.”</b>
<b>Finally the teacher interjected and stopped this. Even though he allowed all the questions to be asked first. . .</b>
<b>But as expected, my seat was the same as it used to be. . .</b>
<b>“Yukiya-chan’s introduction was good.”</b>
<b>Natsumi-chan, whose seat was behind me, lightly said and gave me a thumbs up.</b>
<b>“T-Thank you.”</b>
<b>Even after taking my seat, everyone glanced at me until finally giving their attention to the teacher once he started class.</b>
<b>However even when class started, I noticed one of the boys giving me side glances. I gave a force smile, and he seemed delighted and happily looked away.</b>
<b>Then a little while later, a girl secretly waved at me, and I simply waved back.</b>
<b>I am so tired- – –</b>
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<b>Phew, another one for the record book. And now we are seeing the classmates. It is cool that they have been in the same class forever, but now she has to re meet everybody and act like she has never met them. But so far, her undercover skills suck. </b>
<b>On a side note, I hope I got the age right for the teachers. I might retcon if it is wrong. But most likely it is not.</b>
<b>Next chapter in 2-3 days. I’ve been actually translating these chapters at a surprising rate for me. I guess I’m just really engrossed in the plot so far.</b>
<b>Anyways, if you’d like to tip me. Here is a link: https://ko-fi.com/G2G6EFF3#</b>
<b>Also woah. Mao- I um mean, Mechacoin. I don’t even know how to respond. Besides, thank you. </b>
<b>Uh yeah, but if you are curious. Yeah, I still miss my dog. I often still think of her daily, especially because we are now all locked in and all I want to do is go for a walk. But recently my cat has actually been really into focus. Which is strange, we’ve had her for longer than my dog, and she was much more independent, but recently she just wants all the attention in the world. Which I’m happy to give, especially during these uncertain times. </b>
<b>In fact translating itself has become one of my escapes. But regardless, I hope you are enjoying the new story. I know it is a bit different from the other ones. And once again, thank you for your support. </b>
<b>/Next.</b>
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