"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

By the time we arrived at the docks, it was already midnight. Mr. Owl's car was parked nearby. We all entered the vehicle.


"You guys might want to see this," said Mr. Owl, who was seated on the driver's seat. He held up his mini portable TV, which featured the news channel. Aqua Chrysalis was featured on screen. Police and ambulances surrounded the building.


"What's happening, woof!?" Prof. Dog was shocked.


"A massacre occurred here at 9 o'clock. Aqua Chrysalis became a sight of death and bloodshed. The suspect is still on the run. Police are running a city-wide search for the culprit," said the news reporter.


"It's Mako, isn't it?" I guessed. I mean, who else could have done it?


"My dogs! I have to make certain that they are alright, woof!" Prof. Dog was in panic.


Chapter 77