The Life in Shanghai (Insect Murderer 2)

One day, at night when I came back home after working, I found a centipede on my bed. It seemed to me like the centipede laid itself on MY bed comfily.



I looked for newspaper and took that. I rolled it and simultaneously I smashed the centipede with it. It was all over in a flash. I think I definitely had immense anger at that time. But I was done with it without any emotion. Staying cool, I looked down the centipede.



The centipede was dismembered on my bed. It scattered thousands of its legs and its body on MY bed. I wondered how I should clean them up. Anyway, I put up its body with tissues and threw it away into a trash can. How about thousands of the legs? I threw them down out of the bed with paper as a first step. Now, an enormous large number of its legs spread out on the floor.



The instant I saw it, I lost my temper. I started crying silently. I really felt that EMPTINESS was getting to spread over my whole body, from the toes to the head. I might have heard even the soft footsteps of its coming in my mind.



“Why am I here, now?”

“What made me get here?”



I tried to calm myself. I thought that there is a centipede in anywhere! I might have any chance to do with a centipede in anywhere and at anytime! I happened to have this event here in Shanghai! That’s all! I wiped up tears and talked to myself, “I have to keep my life going on anytime. And it may be easier than what I think of. I can manage it!!! A life might be simple.”



I shoved the dismembered legs of the centipede under the bed on the sly………..