"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 woke up to Ms. Cat's voice. She held on to my hand as we got off the ship. It was a great chance to escape, but I didn't take it.


If I run, where am I supposed to go? Who will help me get back?


Maybe that's why people make a lot of friends. Besides companionship, knowing many people puts you at an advantage. It was for survival.


Unfortunately, I only had a few friends.


"Do you remember this place, Butterfly?" Ms. Cat asked.


I examined my surroundings. The docks were bustling with activity. The air smelled of the salty sea and freshly caught fish. 


The port town had a hint of familiarity, but it wasn't something I fully recognized. Maybe I had been here before. 


"You used to like coming here when you were younger," said Ms. Cat.


"You always begged your father to let you come here with the cooks. Finally, he allowed you to come here as long as I was with you."


Chapter 55