Chapter thirty one.

It was drizzling and cold outside. The street was quiet as it should be at this time of the night. The only sound that could be heard was the one produced by the rain hitting different roofs and the floor. Aside that, there were no other sounds as people of her streets were soundly asleep in their various homes. May kept walking and didn't care if she was gradually getting soaked by the rain. She wished it could wash away all the pains she was feeling at the moment.

She spotted a large number of Aku swarming round a white bulb in someone's corridor. A basin of water was kept on the group just below the bulb so the unlucky once would fall inside and probably end up been fried the next day by the house owner.

The owner would remove the wings, dry them in the sun. Later fry it with little oil, wrap them in a leaf with little salt spread on it and then, consume it. The rain termites were known to be filled with proteins but May never