I'm not proud of it, but it's done

Went to the toilet. My foot touched something strange. It moved. It was a nymph - a young cockroach. The little thing disappeared.
I put a bait near my toilet (roaches need water, so they are often found near sources of water - toilet bowl). Came back about an hour later. The little fella was there. Caught him. Squashed him with a knife (he was too fast to capture and ut outside and he would probably dissapear again into a small crack. Here are soe pics of the aftermath.






Sorry.
Sorry, roach.
What's done is done.
Where are your brothers and sisters?