Tsuru No Ongaeshi Story [best] -

The old couple never saw her again. They kept the last piece of cloth she had woven as a treasure, but more than the riches, they mourned the loss of their dear, grateful daughter. And they never broke a promise again.

She stepped outside into the snow. As they watched, she spread her arms and became a crane again—pale, beautiful, but wounded. With a sorrowful cry, she rose into the dawn sky and flew toward the mountains, disappearing over the white peaks. tsuru no ongaeshi story

“We promised,” the old man reminded her. The old couple never saw her again

The old couple begged forgiveness, but she shook her head. “Thank you for your kindness. Be well.” She stepped outside into the snow

But temptation gnawed at them. One night, after the girl had shut herself in the weaving room, the old woman could resist no longer. She crept to the sliding door, made a small hole in the paper screen, and peeked inside.

The weaving stopped.

The old couple grew rich, but they also grew curious. “Why must we not look?” the old woman whispered. “What secret is she hiding?”