"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

After dinner, I escaped into the library where Ms. Cat was reading a book.


"How was your meeting with your grandmother?" she asked.


Ms. Cat laughed. "I'm glad I skipped dinner then."


I sat on a chair. "I think I get why you didn't show up during dinner."


"She doesn't seem to like a lot of people except Kiel."


"Does that bother you, Miss Butterfly?"


"Not really. I don't want to be her favorite." I slouched on the chair and stretched my legs.


"If she saw you now, she would say: ‘Butterfly! That is very unladylike of you!'"


I couldn't hold my laughter. "Well, I'd rather be comfortable than ladylike."


Ms. Cat smiled. "Honestly, Miss Butterfly, I think I like the current you. When you were a little girl, you were like a robot. Always following orders and almost devoid of feelings."


"Why do I have a feeling that a part of my childhood was terrible?"


Chapter 68