Charlie looked at Amane with a stunned expression on her face before she broke down giggling. The romantic air in the room dissipates but what it led to was satisfaction.
"Hmm, come with me. I will show you a room where you can store these butterflies."
Charlie promised and for a second, all the butterflies across Amane's body flashed black in displeasure. They did not seem to want to get separated from their host, but one order from Amane was enough to make them all run into the room.
Once all the butterflies were in, Amane put a barrier around them so that no one would be able to disturb these butterflies.
It was as much for the people's sake as it was for the butterflies and Charlie watched this with a fond look on her face.
"You know, I think I understand how those butterflies feel. They care about you since you are their owner and they feel anxious to be separated from you. They are the same as me in this regard."
