December in Aomori Prefecture is a complete snow-covered kingdom.
The train roared along the tracks, stirring up wind and snow, its carriages insulating the passengers from the biting cold outside.
Kanoya sat by the window, quietly observing the serene silver-white world flowing past outside the glass.
Trains in the countryside weren't like the ones in Tokyo, perpetually crowded. Across from Shouka and beside her, no one occupied the seats.
"Although it snows in Tokyo too, the scenery doesn't compare at all to how beautiful it is here in Aomori. If there's a chance, I should invite Master, Mistress, and Sister Hotaru to come have fun together." Kanoya thought to herself.
Then, she took out her phone and checked the train's schedule again.
The train was just a dozen minutes away from Mount Hakkoda.
