The era of Taisho, Kyojuro, after a successful mission, was already about to go towards his village where his home was. Walking along the snow-covered road, in the distance he noticed smoke in the forest, perhaps this smoke came from the chimney of the hut. When he looked up at the sky, he noticed that it was almost getting dark and therefore decided to go towards the smoke where the hut stood. Approaching a small hut in the depths of the forest, he cautiously approached the door and knocked on it being polite and respectful to the owners of the house.

Kyojuro: Excuse me, is anyone here?

There was no answer, but the smoke is coming from the chimney, so someone lives here. He heard footsteps in the snow and his instincts told him to keep his hand on the hilt of his katana. When the footsteps stopped and he turned around and saw a girl in front of him.

She was holding three logs for a fire in her hands so that the hut would be warm. But for some reason his eyes suddenly noticed in her a familiar and dear person who was no longer in the next world. She reminded him of his late mother.