"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

"I-I don't think I'm ready to go very far," I said. I was not used to being touched this way. I've been sheltered and alone for most of my life, so anything physically intimate was too much for me.


He appeared to be amused by my reaction. "Alright." He planted a kiss on my forehead and pulled back. "We'll do it step by step then."


He walked off to arrange the clothes inside the room's old wooden closet. The way Prof. Dog left it disarranged probably bothered him.


"Isuru, have you ever slept with a woman before?" I found myself asking.


He started becoming flustered and embarrassed. "Umm... uhh... well, not really."


I was surprised. "No way! But you seem experienced…"


He folded his arms and sighed. "I have Prof. Dog to thank for that. He feeds me all sorts of information, even if I don't want to hear some of them. He can get annoyingly talkative."


Oh yeah. Prof. Dog is married. He should know more about these things.


Chapter 41