"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 used to watch over you, Miss Butterfly." She smiled. "I was hired by your grandmother to take care of you."


She nodded. "Catherine. My name was Catherine. I don't know how much you remember now, but that was my name before I became Ms. Cat."


"No. I'm not Catherine anymore. Catherine was different. I'm no longer her." She looked sad for a moment so I decided not to press it.


"Butterfly, I took care of you for a long time. You were only three when I met you. We parted when you were nine."


"There was a stray cat I used to feed every night. It was dirty and ugly, but I still loved it. It always visited the house... your house. Everyone hated it because it was black. Black cats were bad omen."


Ms. Cat paused as she remembered the cat fondly.


Chapter 53