"Aqua Chrysalis houses the most bizarre tenants who call each other by their animal code names. In this jungle of a building.I hate humans.

One moment they say they like something. Then, the next moment they say they hate it.

One moment they get along. The next moment they fight.

They're hopeless, hypocritical beings who are proud and weak.

They continue to hurt people. To destroy what they have in their hands.

In an endless cycle.

That's why I decided not to make any friends.

My name is Butterfly.

Well actually, my name is really Cho. My name means 'Butterfly', so people started calling me that. Since when? I don't remember.

I think the name suits me. Butterflies silently flutter about from flower to flower, watching the world unfold as time moves forward. And keeping distance from interfering in the business of others.

That is the kind of person I am."

Mr. Shark and Miss Butterfly

The next day after school, I encountered Prof. Dog in the lobby. He was reading the comics printed on a newspaper. He laughed weirdly with extremely syllabicated "Ha"s.


"Oh, Butterfly!" he greeted me cheerfully.


I looked around for Mr. Shark. He'd usually be around right about now.


"No idea. I haven't seen him since morning, woof."


"I see." I went to the elevator. On the way, I passed by Mr. Frog, who was busy calculating something with an abacus. Who uses an abacus these days? I decided not to break his concentration and go up to my floor.


About half a week passed. Mr. Shark was nowhere to be seen. The other tenants didn't see him either.


I went up to his floor a few times and saw that everything was still in its place. The sharks appeared to be healthy. Someone must have fed them in the past few days.


Mr. Shark didn't move out, so where could he be?


Chapter 10