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A late night in an old apartment

A comedian recalls the unwelcome visitors in an apartment where he once lived—and a trip to the drugstore.

Before the story

A comedian from Nagomido tells this story about an old apartment where he used to live.

Back at the apartment

This was in a rundown apartment I lived in a long time ago.

Rodents had started showing up. I’d come home from my part-time job and find the phone cord chewed on and half my cup noodles gone. Eventually, one of them burst right through a fusuma, one of those paper-covered sliding doors.

I thought, this is getting bad. So I went to the drugstore, where I found a can that gave off a smell rodents were supposed to hate. It said “POWERFUL” on it, and it was pretty expensive. I thought, this is the one to buy.

I popped the can open. Inside was something like a pale blue stone, and that was where the smell came from.

A smell that was supposed to keep rodents away.

So there I was in the middle of the night, playing video games, feeling perfectly at ease.

Then I had this feeling something was there. I glanced over—and there was a rodent sitting on top of the can, looking at me…

An illustration of a weathered white building with a blue roof, blue exterior stairs and dark railings, beneath a blue sky with clouds and trees.

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