…what the hell, Haachama. Thank god nothing bad happened lol

Slightly better translation from google:

▪︎A simple walk almost killed me

I came to Mt. Fuji.

I couldn’t see Mt. Fuji.

I decided to take a walk since I’d come all the way.

I turned the forest into a karaoke venue and sang to my heart’s content.

Maybe I could make it to the foot of Mt. Fuji.

I kept walking with this expectation in my heart.

On the way, I passed a similar sign and trees and wondered if I was looping around the same place?

I got excited thinking that.

There was no way that was the case.

There was no one in the forest.

I arrived at a teahouse, but it was closed for the day.

I put 10 yen at the mini shrine and said Thank you for your beautiful voice.

I’ll sing a lot.

I finally reached the hiking trail.

It seems to be called “Uma Kaeshi”.

It was named after a horse that once turned back from here.

If I turned back here, I’d be just like the horse.

I was frustrated, so I stepped a little further in.

There were stairs and a torii gate, and stones piled up.

It was mystical, but I felt like I wouldn’t be able to go back if I went in, so I gave up.

I looked around but there was no one there. There were no buses heading back.

My phone’s battery was below 30%.

It wasn’t dark yet.

I’d make it in time.

While I was thinking that, it was already pitch black.

I walked all the way down the concrete road.

I fell over on the cracked and shattered ground.

I sang a song to myself, feeling like I was about to give up.

I turned on the light on my cell phone.

I remembered the bear warning signs I’d seen countless times, but I sang even though I was scared.

The concrete road was completely devoid of cars.

I returned to the teahouse. I greeted the mini-shrine I’d visited on the way there with joy, and took a rest on a bench.

Then I realized, I couldn’t find my location on the map.

I’d better hurry home.

This is what they mean when they say it’s fine to go there, but scary to come back.

I kept walking without looking back.

My breath went white, and I felt my body getting cold. I warmed myself up with some gin, the god of Mt. Fuji, that I’d bought at a convenience store on the way there.

I clutched it like a charm and sang along well.

I was so happy to finally find a sign.

It said that if I followed the “Yoshida Route” I could get home.

I cried and thanked the complete stranger Yoshida.

If I took this path I’d definitely get home. I felt a deep sense of relief.

I kept walking while sobbing.

I was so relieved that the tears wouldn’t stop.

Just as I was starting to feel refreshed, I saw lights on a road where not a single car had passed.

If this were a horror movie, they’d make you feel safe and then trick you, so I wasn’t going to be fooled.

I had time to think about such things.

My battery was at 9% and I didn’t know where I was.

If I kept going like this I’d really be lost.

I might get eaten by a bear.

This was a life-or-death situation.

I mustered up all my courage and hitchhiked.

But the world isn’t an easy place.

But if I’m lucky, I’ll hitchhike!

I tried many times, but when I thought about it carefully, I saw a mysterious woman waving with a light in one hand. It was clearly a frightening sight.

My dream of hitchhiking never came true.

Don’t depend on me, just walk.

Car lights are 100 times better than a pitch black road with no light.

In fact, when the cars stopped passing by, I even felt lonely.

I turned off the light on my cell phone to save battery.

I relied on the occasional car light.

My feet were already throbbing.

But walking was the only way home.

I wondered how far I had walked.

I was finally able to return.

Even though I had wanted to be in touch with nature so much, I had overdosed and began to miss the modern world.

When I passed people in the city.

When I bought a drink from a vending machine.

When I arrived at the station and visited a shop.

I was embarrassed, but I also felt relieved.

This is an easy way to time travel.

When I took off my shoes at the shop to check the size, my socks were covered in blood.

No wonder they got hurt on the street.

I bought a pair of slippers that looked comfortable.

At the souvenir shop, I bought a bag for my discarded shoes.

I felt like I had thoroughly enjoyed my visit to Mt. Fuji.

The shop assistant even gave me a plastic bag to put my shoes in.

I was also able to charge my phone in a closed cafe.

This was a life-or-death situation, so I was saved.

Thank you so much.

I couldn’t see Mt. Fuji, and I hadn’t even started climbing it yet

Even just the walk in the forest was an epic day.

Not bad for a first time on Mt. Fuji!

I’ll get my revenge someday.

Just wait for me! Mt. Fuji.

Really, a girl waves at you on the side of a desert road, at night, and you drive on? Cmon people it’s Japan, not Massacre, TX