"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

"Sure," I said. I was also curious about what sort of relationship Kiel and I had before I lost my memory.


Kiel was delighted to hear my answer. He tried to hide his excitement, but it couldn't go unnoticed by my trained eyes.


"Where should I start? Oh! How about that time we tried to prank your uncle?" He laughed. It seemed like a genuine laugh. "We snuck into his bathroom and took his soap bar. Then, we borrowed clear nail polish from one of the kitchen servants and coated the soap with it before planting it back into the bathroom."


I tried to imagine it, but no image formed.


"We watched him from afar as he tried to wash his hands with it. It took him days to notice that there was something wrong with the soap. And he never figured out why!"


Chapter 57