Cockroach War
Glen was cooking in the kitchen in his usual apron. A big pot was raising white steam. He opened the lid and scooped it a little with soup ladle to taste it. "HM" Virgil and Ken ran into the kitchen. And they looked up at Glen. "Let me taste something" "No," Glen shook his head. "What is this?" Glen quickly put the lid on the pot. "It's soup. I'm going to urinate, but don't taste it. Don't spit." Glen went to the bathroom. The two stared at the pot making a rattling noise. "What are you going to do? Try tasting?" Ken asked Virgil. "Stop it. Let's do something more interesting." Virgil crouched down on the floor in the corner of the kitchen. There was a roach motel. Virgil grabbed roach motel and looked into it. There was a big black cockroach struggling. Virgil smiled. Then he opened the top of roach motel. "What are you doing with Virgil?" "Play with this guy" "How?" "Sneak into someone's nape from behind." Virgil grabbed the cockroach with his finger. "It's disgusting. I hate cockroaches." Ken said so and opened the lid of the pot. "It looks delicious, it's a potato and onion stew. I'm glad there is no carrots in it." A cockroach in Virgil's hand suddenly struggled. Virgil hurriedly waved. Something jumped into the soup. "Hmm?" Ken looked into it while holding the pot. Virgil also looked into it. A black cockroach was stiff and boiled. "Waaah!" The two screamed. "what's wrong with you?" Glen came, wiping his hands. Ken hurriedly put the lid on. "Yeah, nothing." The two slowly left the kitchen. When they turned around, Glen opened the lid of the pot and was tasting it again with a ladle. They ran down the corridor and ran away.
That night, Virgil and Ken appeared together in the kitchen. Everyone was already at the table. Yoshida rounded his eyes. "Oh? Virgil,it's rare, You always rush to here next to Lee." "Hmm" Lee pouted his lips. "I have no appetite today" Virgil said so and sat next to Lee. "Me too" Ken sat next to Virgil. "Are you sick?" Lee worriedly asked Virgil. "I'm okay" Glen came with a pot. And he poured the stew on everyone's plate with a big ladle. "Just a little," Vergil begged Glen. "No, eat plenty" A heap of stew was poured on a plate of Virgil. When Yoshida looked, Ken and Vergil looked into the plate as if they were searching something. "What are you guys doing?" "Yeah, nothing," the two shook their heads. "Delicious" Lee said so and squeezed the stew into his mouth with a spoon. Newton, sitting in front of Lee, suddenly stopped. And he looked at Lee. Something black and thin was peeking out of Lee's mouth. Newton squinted suspiciously. "Lee, what's that black hanging in your mouth?" Lee stopped eating. Then he took his hand in his mouth and took the hook. And he brought it in front of him and looked closely. It was black, slender and had joints. And thorns were growing. "It looks like a cockroach's paw," Newton said. "Bufu!" Lee burst out the things in his mouth. Virgil and Ken were down and eating quietly. "Terrible!" Lee stood up holding his mouth and ran towards the washbasin. "What happened?" Glen came. "There was a cockroach in the stew," Yoshida told Glen. "Cockroach? That's terrible" "Who did it?" Yoshida looked around the children. Ken and Vergil were getting smaller at their seats. "Ken, Virgil ...." Yoshida called out to them. Ken looked up and pointed to Virgil. "Virgin, did you do it?" Yoshida asked. Virgil nodded a little. Yoshida stood up. "Get out" Virgil got up from his chair and slowly left the kitchen. Glen sighed and saw off. "It's a bit overstated. You shouldn't said that. It's too tight for kids." Glen told Yoshida. "No, I have to say that much. He won't really go out."
After a while it turned out that Virgil wasn't in the house. Yoshida, who searched all over the dormitory and searched nearby, returned to the dormitory with a pale face. "Did you find it?" Crane worried. "No. I never thought he would really leave the house." "Is he running away from home? If we can't find him, we'll report it to the police." Yoshida looked up at the night sky with a sigh.
There was a railroad track that had been obsolete long ago in the forest. Virgil was wandering down the railroad track. At the end of a wooden stick, he hung a cloth bag containing all his important belongings and carried it on his shoulder. He was in a pitch-black forest, and the starlight was slightly illuminating his feet. Virgil stopped and looked up at the night sky, sighing loudly. Then he snorted, wiped with his hands and started walking again. He felt like walking for a long time. He had nowhere to go. His legs became like sticks, so he decided to rest somewhere. He got off the railroad track and entered the forest. There was no noise and no house light. There was a big tree and the bottom was a little open. He collected the dead leaves scattered around. Then he buried his body in the dead leaves, curled up and closed his eyes. After a while, he fell asleep. There was a small rustling sound in the woods. The sound gathered near the sleeping Virgil. Countless cockroaches surrounded Virgil and stood still, swaying antenna. Countless small blue eyes were shining. After a while, there was a sound of stepping on dead leaves from the other side of the forest. A lamp in his hand was throwing light around. A man stopped by Virgil. He was an old man with a solid physique. His beard was white, and his big belly was swollen to the point of tearing. He raised the lamp in his hand and illuminated the sleeping Virgil among the dead leaves. "Isn't it still a little boy? Why is he in such a place ..." The man put down the lamp and picked up Virgil. Virgil was sleeping in the old man's arms. He saw a faint trace of tears on the edge of his eyes. "Poor boy, he left home." The old man walked slowly toward the original, holding Virgil.
There was a small log hut in the woods. The light was leaking red from the window. The old man opened the door with Virgil in his arms and went inside. A lamp placed on a wooden table illuminated the wall of the log brightly. There were several rooms and he entered one of them. There was a bed made of wood. The old man hugged Virgil on the bed. Virgil closed his eyes and slept comfortably. The old man put a blanket on Virgil. And after staring at his sleeping face for a while, he went out.
Virgil woke up. He was in bed before he knew it. "What?" Virgil jumped up, he was in a small room. The wall was made of bare logs. The floor is also wood. The sun was piercing through the window. Virgil jumped out of bed. When he left the room, it was a large room. There was a large wooden table, and a white-bearded old man was preparing breakfast in the kitchen by the wall. The old man turned around. "Good morning, have you finally awakened?" "Who are you? Where am I?" "Hmm, that's a decent question. Call me Jim, this is my house." Virgil sniffed his nose. Because it had a nice scent. "Sit there" As told, Virgil sat in a wooden chair. The table looked like a big log cut in half. It was flat anyway. When Virgil touched it with his hands, it felt like wood and was rough. An old man brought a big plate in his hand. And he put it in front of Virgil. There was a big cheese on top of the thick slices of bread. And a mug of milk was steaming. "Itadakimasu!(Let's eat)" Virgil grabbed the bread. The old man was watching Virgil squeeze bread into his mouth. "What's your name?" Virgil stopped his mouth. "Virgil" "Why did you sleep in such a place? Virgil" Virgil held his mouth. "Okay. If you don't want to say it, it's okay. If there's no place to go, stay here." Virgil looked at the old man. "Really? Can I stay here forever?" "Yeah," the old man nodded. " "But if your family is worried, you should go home early." "Hum" Virgil pouted his lips and bite into the bread again. "Do your live alone here?" "Yeah, I retired to build this hut and live with my pets all the time." Virgil looked around. There were no such pets anywhere. There are no dogs or cats. "Pet? What kind of pet is it?" The old man whistled. After a while, something black rushed over the floor. It was a horde of cockroaches. It stopped at Virgil's feet. "Wow!" Virgil jumped onto the chair. Cockroaches were fluttering with a long tactile sensation. "Isn't it a cockroach!" "Yes, this is my cute pet," said the old man happily. "Why did you make this a pet? What should you do with a dog or cat?" "This is not just a cockroach. Before I retired, I was researching artificial intelligence. I installed the artificial intelligence system I developed at that time on a living cockroach and succeeded in giving intelligence to the cockroaches. " "Yes, then do these cockroaches have the intelligence?" "Because it's okay, don't be afraid to sit down." Virgil, who was standing on the chair, sat down on the chair again. Cockroaches were still right next to Virgil's feet. "But it's nice to give the cockroaches intelligence, but no one showed interest. It's not practical at all. I can't help but retire and live with them now." "Are these cockroaches doing something?" "They'll do it, of course," Jim smiled. A cockroach spread its wings and jumped up and landed on the table in front of Virgil. Virgil looked at the cockroach creepily. "Hi, little boy" the cockroach said in a small, high-pitched voice. "Wow!" Virgil jumped back and sank on the floor. The cockroaches on the floor hurriedly jumped away. "Idiot! It's dangerous!" "We helped you." "Without us, you would have been frozen to death in the woods by this time." Virgil stared with his eyes rounded as the cockroaches surrounding him made a noise. "Are you surprised? These cockroaches were equipped with not only artificial intelligence but also voice generators," said the old man with a laugh. "That's right. Thank you very much," Virgil told the cockroaches. "It is OK that you only understand it." "Come on, you guys go, go. It's time to clean the fields." When the old man said so, the cockroaches went out all at once. They made a loud noise and went in no time. Virgil stunned to see them off with his hips on the floor. "When you finish eating, let's go see the fields together, Virgil"
There was a small field just outside the hut. Cabbage, radishes, and various other vegetables were lined up in a neat line. Virgil followed the ridge after the old man. "Are you making vegetables here?" "Yes, everything is self-sufficient. It's hard for me alone, so I'm using their help." "Well, are you getting help from cockroaches?" "That's right. They can do anything that humans can do. Look." The old man pointed. As Virgil crouched down and looked into it, there was a group of black cockroaches in the field. they held a small plow or hoe in their hand and cultivated the soil. "Amazing!" Vergil opened his eyes. Some also had a small sickle to mow weeds. There was a group flying in the air with a bang. They had a small tub hanging in their hand. When they reached their destination, they poured the water in the tub onto the ground. "Yeah, yeah," Virgil was impressed and stared. "They're hard-worker." Virgil imagined Yoshida sleeping in front of the computer. "They're a hard worker than my dad."
Virgil returned to the hut after the old man. "Let's show you something good" The old man said so and opened the door of the room in the back. Virgil took a breath. There were shelves here and there in a room of about 6 tatami mats. In the meantime, cockroaches were going back and forth. Looking closely, the cockroaches were making something with a small tool. Sparks were rising here and there, and Virgil could hear the groaning of the motor. The shelves lined up like a number of buildings, and the gap between the floors was only about 20 cm. There were cockroaches on the shelf, and they were working hard. Virgil opened his mouth and stared in a daze. It was as if a small town was right in front of me. It's also a cockroach town. A cockroach, who was rushing to spark with a small tool on the shelf in front of me, turned to the old man. "Father, what's your order?" "Nothing for the moment." "What are they making?" Virgil finally opened his mouth. "We make their daily necessities. We make farm equipment, household appliances, and anything else. We make whatever we need." "Household appliances?" "Look carefully" The old man pointed to the shelf in front of them. There was a small square, and cockroaches were gathering around it. Looking closely, Virgil could see the image on the square. It was a TV. Virgil rounded his eyes. "Did they make it themselves.?" "Yes, I taught how to make it. They also have knowledge of electro-optics. They are also familiar with machines. They are much smarter than ordinary humans." The old man asked because Virgil was silent. "Yes, it's time for Virgil to study." "Oh" Virgil hang his head. "I have to go shopping in town, so let them see your studies in the meantime." "Ah" Vergil sighed secretly.
Virgil was sitting quietly in front of the desk. There was a small blackboard on the wall in front of him. Cockroaches were crowded around Virgil. One of them told Vergil. "What grade are you?" "Third grade elementary school student" Vergil answered clearly. "What is the level?" A cockroach asked the next cockroach. "Mmm, for the time being, it's about a simple problem of differential calculus." The cockroach wrote a long expression on the blackboard with chalk. "Can this equation be integrated?" Virgil closed his eyes and shook his head. "After all it is impossible. OK,then elementary problem." Cockroaches wrote another formula. "Factorize this" Virgil shook his head again. A cockroach scratched his head with his black forefoot. "I don't know an easier problem than this. Next cockroaches took place. The cockroach grabbed the chalk and smiled. "Then this" The cockroach wrote '1 + 1' and saw Virgil. "The answer is?" "5" The cockroach hardened with the chalk in his hand. He picked his ears. "Tell me again" "6" A cockroach fluttered on its back on the floor. "This is pretty hard." "Does anyone know an easier problem?" No one raised his hand. "The Father ordered us to see this child's study. We can't go against the order." "Someone explain 1 + 1 = 2 to convince this child." "I'll do it" A cockroach was walking. Then he took the choke and wrote. 'z' "Define this symbol as 0" And he wrote again. 'S (z)' "Define this as 1. Then 2 becomes like this." 'S (S (z))' Virgil opened his mouth. "Stop it, idiot, It is impossible for this kid to understand it."
Virgil was walking after the old man, carrying a large fishing rod. Virgil could see the sea through the forest. After passing through the forest, there was a white sandy beach, and waves were rushing. The two walked along the beach. There was a rocky place where they went a little. There was a relatively flat black rock, on which the two came. As soon as Virgil looked into the rock from the edge, white waves were shaving the rock under his feet. "Take care not to fall." The old man said so, tied a thread to the rod, and attached a needle. Virgil also attached a thread and a needle to his rod. He opened the basket that the old man brought and took out the bait box from inside. When Virgil looked into the box, a long, mysterious, squishy object was wriggling in the sand. An old man picked up one and attached it to a needle. "What kind of bug is this?" "It's a lugworm. Pinch it with your fingers and hook it on the needle. If you think it's too big, cut it in half." Virgil swallowed spit. Then he squeezed his courage and picked up one. He had a lot of legs on both sides of his body and a big chin at the tip of his head. And he bit Virgil. "Wow!" Virgil screamed and threw him out. And he stared at it crawling on the rock. The old man laughed. "Shall I help?" Virgil shook his head. Then he quickly grabbed the worm when it was facing away, and skewered the fluttering worm on the needle. "Good grief" Vergil wiped the sweat off his forehead. Two floats were swaying side by side on the waves. The old man took a cigarette and set it on fire and began to smoke. Virgil looked towards the beach. A group of blacks came rustling. They were cockroaches. They came to the beach, and threw a small fishing rod into the waves. 20 to 30 fishing rods lined up along the beach. "Cockroaches are fishing ... what can they catch?" "They can catch killifish," said the old man. "Jim" Virgil looked at the old man. "What?" "Can I stay here forever?" "You can stay until you want to go home." "I don't want to go home anymore" "Do you hate your dad?" "Dad scolded me." "What did you do?" "I put a cockroach in the stew, but I didn't do it by intention but it's just by accident. Then I was told to get out!" "Haha, that's funny, Cockroach in the stew. That'll be delicious." "I will never go home." Virgil pouted his lips.
At night, Virgil, who was sleeping on the bed in his room, got up. Then he got off the bed and took off my pajamas. And he took off briefs and became naked as was born. He left the room and sneaked into the room where Jim was sleeping. Then he went up to Jim's bed and sneaked into the blanket. Jim woke up. Virgil was sleeping with his body stuck to him. Virgil opened his eyes and looked at Jim. Then he turned his hands and clung to Jim. "Do you want to sleep with me?" "Yup" "Why are you naked?" "I'm always naked when I sleep" Virgil said so and approached Jim. Then he closed his eyes and presented his bright red lips. Jim lightly kissed Virgil's cheek. "Good night" That said, he closed my eyes. Virgil regretfully mocked his lips. After a while, he heard Jim sleeping. Virgil gently stood up and put his mouth firmly on Jim's mouth. And he poured a lot of saliva. Jim slept comfortably without noticing anything. "Ehehehe" Virgil stayed hugging Jim. Then he gently extended his hand to Jim's crotch and touched it. No change yet. Virgil rubbed his body against Jim and waited. Virgil's only wish is to do anal sex with Jim. Virgil had a tingling desire deep inside his body. Maybe that's because he didn't do anal sex for a long time. He was going to give his body to Jim. Virgil again put his hand in Jim's crotch. It didn't change at all. Apparently Virgil's saliva didn't work for Jim. "Aaah" Virgil sighed. And he buried his face in the blanket.
The bright sun was shining through the window. It hit Virgil's face. Virgil woke up. Jim was still sleeping next to him. Virgil's hand touched Jim's body. It was cold. "Hmm?" Virgil touched Jim in the blanket with his hands. Everywhere was as cold as ice. Virgil jumped up. And he saw Jim sleeping. He closed his eyes and had an earthy face. Virgil gently put his hand on his face. It was cold. Virgil put his ear on Jim's chest. "Dead...." Virgil stared at Jim in a daze. Suddenly cockroaches gathered around the bed. A horde of black cockroaches surrounded Jim's bed. Some of them crawl up on the bed. And they got on Jim's chest. "Father is dead" The cockroaches remained silent. "Father must be buried" The cockroach turned to Virgil. "You help me" Virgil was staring at Jim in a daze, still absent. "What should I do?" "We will prepare. You will carry it. We cannot do it." Cockroaches went out of the room all at once. Virgil was staring at Jim, wiping his tears.
A wooden casket made by cockroaches was placed next to the bed. A wooden roller was laid under the casket. Virgil lifted Jim's stiff body and slipped from the top of the bed into the casket. Jim was in the casket. A wooden roller continued all the way out of the room. Virgil pulled the rope attached to the tip of the casket with all his strength. Cockroaches followed quietly from behind. Wooden roller continued to the exit of the hut. There was an instant wooden slope there, and it was descending outside. Virgil pulled the casket alone, taking a rough breath. Wooden roller continued into the forest like a railroad track. The casket was pulled over the rollers making a rumbling noise. A big hole was dug in the forest. There was also a slope on the edge of the hole, and the casket slipped into it. Virgil put the lid on the casket. Cockroaches gathered on it and struck a small nail. Virgil stood on the edge of the hole and looked down at the casket. Cockroaches also flocked to the edge of the hole. A cockroach was holding a small Bible. "Soil to soil, ash to ash, dust to dust" The cockroaches picked up a small shovel in their hands and began throwing soil into the holes. The hole was filled, and cockroaches erected a wooden cross on it. Virgil stood staring at the cross. A cockroach came in front of Virgil. "Father is dead. There is no more Fathers. You will be our new Father." "I? Why? I'm a kid. Not a father." "We need Father. We don't ask too much. It doesn't matter if it's a kid." Other cockroaches have also joined. "Father" "Father" "Father" Cockroaches were swarming in front of Virgil. "I'm Father? I see. If you say so, but what should I do?" "Order us. Anything is fine. We will do whatever Father says." Virgil tilted his head. "What ever? " A mischievous smile appeared on Virgil's face. "Okay, I'll be Father, but don't call me Father." "How do we call you, Father?" "Call me Virgil" "Okay, Father"
Yoshida was hanging his head down with his hands folded on the table. On the other side, Joe was drinking coffee leisurely as usual. "What is he doing now?" Yoshida muttered. Yoshida imagined Virgil wearing tattered clothes and scavenging for a trash can. "Ah," Yoshida shook his head and scratched his hair with his hands. "I shouldn't said that." "In most cases we regret after doing it. It's no use regretting it now." Joe said with a cup of coffee. "If I were you, I would have put him on my lap, put his hips out, and slapped about 20 shots. That might have been better." Crane came in a hurry. "I just got an email from Virgil."
Yoshida hurried to underground. Lee and Newton gathered in front of the computer and stared at the screen. Yoshida looked into the screen. "To Mr. Yoshida. The attack will start at exactly 12:00 on the 15th of this month. Give up. Virgil." "Good, it's Virgil. He's alive," Yoshida took a breath of relief. "This is a declaration of war document," Lee frowned. "Reply to him, Stop joking." "I did, but it came back as an unknown address." "What do you mean?" "He's working so that we can't track the source. He's sending it with a fake address, bypassing several places. It's a very clever way." Yoshida looked at Crane. "Virgil is not alone. There's someone with him. That's a pretty good brain." "Then, Virgil sent me this email seriously?" "I think so. I think he's still very angry." "Yes," Yoshida looked at the watch. "Tomorrow noon? What on earth is he going to do?" "I'm worried. Shouldn't we prepare something here as well?" Lee said uneasily. "No way, Vergil won't do that ..." Yoshida imagined Virgil riding a tank and chasing him.
Cockroaches gathered around the table and held a strategy meeting. "I have already sent the declaration of war. The operation will be carried out at noon tomorrow." "Reconfirm the purpose of the operation. The target is a dormitory with a man named Yoshida." "That Yoshida seems to be Father's father. Why does he war on his father?" "It seems that he kicked the Father out of the house for some reason. "Let's kill immediately as the first target" "No. As I said, don't kill the humans in the dormitory. Don't hurt them. It's Father's command to keep them all alive." "It's a pretty harsh condition. If we can kill them all. We can erase the entire dormitory with one missile without a trace." "Continue talking. The target personnel in the dormitory are 5 adults and 7 boys. All will be captured alive." "Are there boys? It's pretty tough." "They will trample us without fear." "As long as there is a condition to catch alive, what kind of weapon should be used?" "For the time being, tanks, armored vehicles, small reconnaissance aircraft, automatic infantry guns, land mines, rat fireworks, and roach motels are currently in mass production." "We also need tear gas, flash, acoustic bombs, makibishi, cross shurikens, and cat teasers." "Okay. Production will start immediately." "And we need something to lure boys." "Yes. What should we do? "Picture book, teddy bear, candy ball" "Now, we can't lure kids by such things." "Then what should we do?" "Latest Nintendo, mobile phones, laptops, overseas travel invitation tickets ....." "Recent kid has become a lot more luxurious."
It was the next day. At noon, Yoshida and his friends were gathering in the living room. Lee was by Yoshida. he couldn't see the other boys. "Where are the boys?" Yoshida asked Crane. "They're in their room. I told them not to come out for a while. Just in case something goes wrong. " Yoshida looked at the watch with anxiety. It was one minute before noon. Glen was preparing lunch in the kitchen as usual. Joe was having a coffee at the table, as if he didn't care at all. Next to that, Newton glanced at the kitchen. He was just waiting for lunch.
"It's okay. Don't worry too much." Crane said to Yoshida. "What would you do if Virgil wages a war?" Lee asked. "First cut off the network, then cut off the power, and beat the toughest guy first," Newton replied. "That's the right way to go, maybe in a different order," Joe added. 'The toughest one?' Yoshida twisted his neck. When he looked at the clock, it was just pointing at noon. Suddenly Joe snapped his head to the table. And he just stopped moving. "Joe!" Yoshida called out. No reaction. Newton shook Joe's body. Then he tapped his cheek. Joe didn't seem to wake up at all. Newton brought his nose close to the coffee cup Joe was drinking. And he raised face. "It seems that it contained sleeping pills." "Joe is down ...." Yoshida and Crane looked at each other in a daze. Suddenly the lights in the room began to blink. And it disappeared. "The electricity was turned off," said Yoshida, stunned. "It looks like our opponent is serious." Glen came out of the kitchen. "Hey, the electricity is off. I can't make lunch." "Glen, We're in an emergency now, so we'll have lunch later." "What do you mean? Is the war really starting?" "That's right" Yoshida went to the exit door on the 2nd floor just in case. Then he pushed the door. It was locked. "Did anyone lock it from outside here?" Yoshida asked. Everyone shook their heads. "Let me do it" Crane messed up the door key. "It's no good. It seems that it won't open unless we kick it out." They gathered in the living room. "The electricity was turned off, we were trapped, and Joe was down." "They're pretty smart" Crane took out his cell phone. And he called somewhere. He listened to it for a while, but gave up. "I can't connect to anywhere. It's just noise. It seems that they're sending interference radio waves." "That is to say ..." "It looks like we're already in a situation where we can make no joke." At that time, something jumped into the room through the window of the living room. A small cylinder rolled on the floor and began to emit white smoke. There was a strong pungent odor. "Tear gas!" Crane covered his nose and shouted. "Run away!" They started running. Yoshida jumped into his room with Lee. Then he closed the door and locked it firmly. Lee closed the window. And they took a rough breath. Yoshida looked into the children's room. There was no one. "What? What about Ken and Danny?" "I thought they were here, but it looks like they went to another room." Yoshida unlocked the door and secretly appeared in the hallway. The corridor was filled with pure white smoke. A smoke bomb was raising white smoke on the floor. And they heard a crackling sound from somewhere. they saw a white spark. A bullet flew right in front of Yoshida's face. Yoshida hurriedly closed the door. "It's bad, they really attacked."
Ken and Danny were playing in Lee's room. They heard a crackling sound from outside the door. "What's that? it looks like something happened outside." Danny tried to open the door. "Waite" Ken hurriedly closed the door. Then he opened a gap and sneaked into it, and closed the door in a hurry. "What happened?" "Nothing" Ken said so and locked the door. The two were staying away from the door and staring at the door. There was a sudden buzzing noise and a number of holes in the door. "Wow!" The two hugged each other and went back. There was a violent sound of something hitting the door. The door squeaked and shook violently. "Ken, I'm scared!" Danny clung to Ken. "It's okay, nothing" Suddenly it became quiet. They were staring at the door. There was a squeaking noise in the door. And it opened slowly. They went further back. "No matter what happens, You won't leave me." "Yeah," Danny nodded. After a while, something rolled from the other side of the door. It was a big banana. It stopped in front of them. There was a string attached. "It's a banana" "Don't touch" Suddenly the banana started to move toward the door. It almost went out of the door. When Ken noticed, Danny was jumping on the banana. "Oh!" Ken screamed. Suddenly, a big insect net covered Danny. It caught Danny and slipped, and disappeared out of the door. "Danny!" Ken screamed and followed.
Glen in an apron was in the kitchen. He was looking around with a big frying pan. The carcasses of cockroaches were piled up on the floor. There were countless small tanks like toys lined up at a distance. The guns of the tanks blew fire all at once. Glen held the frying pan in front of his body. The shell bounced off with a bang. Some hit Glen. However, the shell was so small that it had little effect. Glen scratched the itchy flank that was hit by the bullet. Then he swung up the frying pan and attacked. "Retreat!" The tanks screamed and retreated. "This guy is tough" "Let's bring it to hand-to-hand combat" The cockroaches held a small bayonet in their hands and began to rush towards Glen. Glen changed the frying pan to a fly swatter. Then he fluttered down at the flock of cockroaches. "Wow oh!" Cockroaches screamed and ran away.
Cockroaches were bombarding the door of Newton's room. The door was full of holes. And it fell off. Cockroaches tried to jump into the room at once. "Wait!" The cockroach at the head stopped. Countless roach motels were spread on the floor in the room. "Roach motels for us? They must thought that's a goof idea, but things don't go well all the time.. Get rid of it." A cockroach lifted cockroach motel. There was something below. "Hmm?" A cockroach looked into it. It was a round grained object. What's this?" The cockroach gave it to the next cockroach. And it was handed over one after another and handed over to the commander. The commander stared at the round grain. "This is boric acid dumpling" Cockroaches stiffened. And all the ones who touched it fell on their backs. They had convulsions for a while.
The door of Crane's room opened full of holes. Cockroach troops invaded the room. There was no one. "Commander, no one here." "Two people should have escaped. Search well." There was no one in the bedroom. The bath room's door was tightly closed. Cockroaches gathered around the door. They heard something like a human voice from inside. It sounded like a giggle. "They're in this" The cockroach listened to the door and listened. "I can hear a pant voice" "what?" The commander listened to the door. He heard a boy's sweet pant voice, and the man's pant voice too. The commander's face turned bright red. "UUUUU --- they do it in this situation ...." "Commander, what are they doing?" "They are doing 'THAT'! In front of us! I can't forgive! Cannonball Fire!!" The tanks fired shells at the door all at once. Shells were poured down with rain.
"Fire!" Cockroaches poured tear gas into Newton's room. The inside of the room quickly turned white. "Charge!" Cockroaches jumped into the room. After a while, the white gas faded and they could see the area. There were two shadows in the back of the room. Eventually, Newton and Bobby, whose faces were covered with gas masks, appeared. They held something like a sprayer in hand and sprinkled it around. The cockroaches inhaled the gas and fluttered and collapsed. "It's an insecticide! Run away!" Cockroaches fled with tremendous momentum.
Large objects with feathers were flying above the cockroaches. It was Bottom that looked like a two-year-old baby. He had an attacking bow and arrow in his hand, and while flapping his wings in the air, he was pouring an arrow at the cockroaches. The carcasses of cockroaches stabbed by arrows were piled up on the floor. "Get rid of him." the commander ordered. "We're preparing an anti-aircraft gun right now." Bottom's arrow pierced the floor in front of the commander. And it exploded with a loud noise. Cockroach's anti-aircraft guns have arrived. Then he fired shells at Bottom flying in the air. Some hit Bottom's thigh. "Ouch! You bastard!" Bottom fired an arrow at the high-firing gun. A small anti-aircraft gun blew off. "Fuck you!" Bottom felt dizzy suddenly. Bottom put his hand on his head. "What? What's happened to me?" "Now you got a shell with a powerful sleeping pill." "Dirty" Bottom was swaying and falling, and fell to the floor. He closed his eyes and got stuck.
Glen's white apron was dark and burnt. The dead cockroaches were piled up on the floor like a mountain. The cockroaches surrounding Glen stopped the attack and calmed down. "Hey, aren't you coming anymore?" "Glen" He heard Virgil's voice from somewhere. Glen raised his face, there was Virgil in front of him. "Hi, Virgil, I'm glad you're finally back." "Surrender?" "Oh, of course if you say." Virgil smiled.
The door of Yoshida's room had been bombarded for some time. The bombardment suddenly stopped. After a while, there was a great noise and the tip of the ax appeared on the door. It disappeared immediately and the ax was swung down violently. "Wow!" Lee screamed and hugged Yoshida. The door was smashed in no time. And it fell down. A horde of cockroaches came into the room all at once. And then Glen came in. "Glen!" "Unfortunately I'm no longer on your side. I'm on this side." "this side?" A little boy came in after Glen. And he appeared in front of Yoshida. It was Virgil. "Virgil" Virgil stared at Yoshida. "Daddy, surrender?" "Yeah, I surrender" Yoshida said so and took out a white handkerchief from his chest pocket and shook it. Virgil smiled with a smile. Then he spread his arms toward Yoshida. Yoshida picked up Virgil and kissed him. "So what should I do?" "Over there" Virgil pointed to the bedroom. And he stared at Yoshida. "Do 'that' to me. it's an order." Lee swelled his cheeks. As he was told, Yoshida entered the bedroom with Virgil in his arms and closed the door. The key rang.