THE FACELESS WOMAN

Mujina 'Nopperabou'

'This japanese urban legend is called 'No Face', about Nopperabou, a creature from Japanese folklore.

Though they look like normal people, the nopperabou's distinctive feature is their face, which lacks eyes, a nose, or a mouth. Instead of normal human features, nopperabou have only smooth skin. People who encounter nopperabou usually do not immediately realize that they are talking to something that is otherworldly, as the creatures are able to create the illusion that they have a normal human face.

A nopperabou will wait for the right moment before causing their features to disappear, scaring the person they are speaking with. People usually run into nopperabou at night in lonely rural settings, although they can appear anywhere as long as the area is deserted. The nopperabou primary purpose is to scare humans, but beyond that they do not seem to have any sort of agenda.

One famous nopperabou story is Lafcadio Hearnfs Mujina. The story is short and deftly describes an encounter with a nopperabou, but it is also the source of much confusion. In the story, Hearn refers to the creatures as mujina, which is actually a different type of creature altogether (a sort of badger). This mistake has caused a lot of Western readers to mix up the names for nopperabou and mujina, and even today you will run across authors and scholars that are using the wrong name. Regardless, the story itself is a very typical tale of nopperabou mischief.'

The Mujina of the Akasaka Road

On the Akasaka Road, in Tokyo, there is a slope called Kii-no-kuni-

zaka, ---which means the Slope of the Province of Kii. I do not know why it

is called the Slope of the province of Kii. On one side of this slope you

see an ancient moat, deep and very wide, with high green banks rising up to

some place of gardens; ---and on the other side of the road extend the

long and lofty walls of an imperial palace.

Before the era of street-lamps
and jinrikishas, this neighborhood was very lonesome after dark; and belated
pedestrians would go miles out of their way rather than mount the Kii-no-
kuni-zaka, alone, after sunset.
All because of a Mujina that used to walk there.

The last man who saw the Mujina was an old merchant of the Kyobashi quarter, who died about thirty years ago. This is the story, as he told it : --- One night, at a late hour, he was hurrying up the Kii-no-kuni-zaka, when he perceived a woman crouching by the moat, all alone, and weeping bitterly. Fearing that she intended to drown herself, he stopped to offer her any assistance or consolation in his power. She appeared to be a slight and graceful person, handsomely dressed; and her hair was arranged like that of a young girl of good family.

"O-jochu," he exclaimed, approaching her,---"O-jochu, do not cry like that!... Tell me what the trouble is; and if there be any way to help you, I shall be glad to help you." (He really meant what he said; for he was a very kind man.) But she continued to weep,---hiding her face from him with one of her long sleeves.

"O-jochu," he said again, as gently as he could,---"please, please listen to me! ... This is no place for a young lady at night! Do not cry, I implore you!---only tell me how I may be of some help to you!" Slowly she rose up, but turned her back to him, and continued to moan and sob behind her sleeve. He laid his hand lightly upon her shoulder, and pleaded:---"O-jochu!--- O-jochu!---O-jochu!... Listen to me, just for one little moment!... O-jochu!--- O-jochu!"... Then that O-jochu turned round, and dropped her sleeve, and stroked her face with her hand;--- and the man saw that she had no eyes or nose or mouth,---and he screamed and ran away.

Up Kii-no-kuni-zaka he ran and ran; and all was black and empty before him. On and on he ran, never daring to look back; and at last he saw a lantern, so far away that it looked like the gleam of a firefly; and he made for it. It proved to be only the lantern of an itinerant soba-seller, who had set down his stand by the road-side; but any light and any human companionship was good after that experience; and he flung himself down at the feet of the old soba-seller, crying out, "Aa!---aa!!---aa!!!"... "Kore! Kore!" roughly exclaimed the soba-man. "Here! what is the matter with you? Anybody hurt you?"

"No---nobody hurt me," panted the other,---"only... Aa!---aa!"... "---Only scared you?" queried the peddler, unsympathetically. "Robbers?" "Not robbers,---not robbers," gasped the terrified man... "I saw... I saw a woman---by the moat;---and she showed me... Aa! I cannot tell you what she showed me!"... "He! Was it anything like THIS that she showed you?" cried the soba-man, stroking his own face---which therewith became like unto an Egg... And, simultaneously, the light went out.