What I hold in my hands is a living life.

Actually, I originally planned to keep watching the crow and release it when it wakes up.

But when the crow really started to regain consciousness and struggled continuously.

By some strange coincidence, I didn't let go of my hand, but instead held it tighter.

I only remember that the feathers on its chest were trembling and it looked very attractive.

Slowly, the crow stopped moving.

Later, I got rid of the crow and left a feather as a souvenir.

From that moment on, I had a new hobby of collecting.

In 1963, I left school and started a small business. By that time, I had become proficient in making more effective anesthetics using ether.

So I found bigger game, first rabbits, then cats, then dogs and deer.

I'm very talented.

It is no exaggeration to say that I am a genius in this area.

It's a pity that my father doesn't know these things and he can't be proud of me.

It was the spring of 1967, probably around this time, I don’t remember clearly.

In our town, a housewife named Tomoko Kaga disappeared.

At that time, the police searched the town but could not find her. The people in the town even organized people to help search for Ms. Kaga.

I also participated and looked for it together with everyone.

Of course, it all ended in vain.

Ms. Kaga really disappeared and disappeared from the world. In the end, the town characterized her disappearance as a ghost.

Haha, it's really interesting.

Shenyin hahahahaha.

The first time I heard people in town say this word, I ran back to my room, locked the door and laughed until I lost my breath.

A few months after Kaga disappeared, my father found a wooden box in the basement of our home.

He opened the box.

Yes, how could he not open such a conspicuous and unfamiliar box?

In the box he saw feathers, animal paws, and a woman's finger with a wedding ring.

That was my collection and I showed it to my father.

I think he will be proud of me after seeing this.

Why scold me, hit me, treat me like trash!? Why why why? (The handwriting of this sentence is distorted and has been obliterated with force)

Oh, right.
Chapter completed!