"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

"Did I get your name wrong?" Mr. Shark— I mean— Isuru said after examining my expression.


I smiled and shook my head. "No. It's right. I'm just not used to hearing it."


"Do people normally call you by another name?"


"Yes. I've always been called Butterfly."


How I want to be called? I've never thought about it.


Although Cho sounds very different. I've hardly ever been called that.


"Please call me Cho," I replied, hoping the name will bring about a metamorphosis of my character.


"Alright." Isuru smiled. "Let's go home, Cho."


As we continued walking, he suddenly asked, "That thing you said earlier today... was that true?"


I saw a surprising sight. His face turned red. "Never mind then."


Chapter 34