All Chapters of NOT ME : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The figure of a man in black clothes entered the dark and minimally lit room, the figure continued to walk forward. Until the steps stopped in front of a throne that was being occupied by a middle-aged man who was now looking at him with narrowed eyes. Without being asked, he--theman in black--bowed himself, greeting. I don't know what kind of atmosphere today, but for sure. My current feeling is a little worried. Because I'm too familiar with the figure in front of me right now, so I'm sure what the man will say. “I never received news of defeat!” Sighing, I had already guessed that those were the words the man would utter. I paused for a moment, trying to think of an answer that could save me from the current tense atmosphere. A few days ago, he was

"So you're not going out?" I looked at Aldo who was still covering his face on his bed. While occasionally looking out the door. Come on, this is just an 'accident' that neither side wants. Both Key and Aldo don't want this, and Aldo's behavior like this makes me feel annoyed. Though they should have discussed some plans that they will use this time. Their opponent was Erick, a man who certainly had a lot of collusion with other parties. If they don't use a proper plan, then I'm sure Aldo's company as well as mine will be under their control very easily. Erick was a man full of desire, but unfortunately the man, was stupid. Without thinking about the effects of his own actions. And people like this are very, very dangerous for everyone in the future."Don't you feel ashamed huh? You also didn't tell me that you were with Key. Where should I put my face huh?”

It was late at night, it was very cold outside. And I still don't know where the island we are currently occupying is. I don't know what happened, but suddenly—after finishing work—I felt exhausted and fell asleep immediately. However, I woke up dreaming about it again. My eyes are now teary, and I'm starting to catch my breath. I always thought, what would happen if my father was still alive. And mother is not like today. And, in my dreams that keep me awake. It materialized. Losing-was something I was never ready to face. No matter how strong I stand right now, even in the midst of many problems. Still I always wanted to feel the presence of father and mother. I want to see their smile, just one more time. The right side of my chest was pounding in pain, I felt like I wanted to cry loudly. I want to be just like any other girl, who can cry when something happens. I don't know why, but what about my disease. Am I destined to be a girl who

Key PovI can indeed drive a helicopter, the reason may have been explained in several chapters before you read on this page. Actually, I, just actually. I don't want to say anything else just yet, for now. Currently, we are in a special room belonging to Uncle Frans. The room is all white, no lie, everything is mostly white. And what amazed me the most about this room was the objects in it. Guess what. Yes, everything in this room is sophisticated robots from various countries. How can I know from different countries? Because I only read the small print that is under each robot. Not because I'm smart or anything.This time, before sending Damian's boss away to be more precise. I took the time to join uncle's simulation. I don't know what the purpose of this simulation is, but uncle said

Damian PovThis morning, I planned to go to the office alone—without Key—because I felt it would be too dangerous. But I myself am also confused. Is this better? What if they—Erick's troops—attack Key when there is no guard on Key. And in the end, I decided to keep Key with me. Because after all, Key is still a girl and our current enemy is not an easy thing. In fact, Uncle Frans himself was a little overwhelmed to face Erick's ally. I looked at my suit in the mirror, perfect. Sometimes, I really like to praise myself. I then got out of the bathroom, then looked at Key who was also ready with his clothes and currently the girl was looking at her cellphone. I don't know what the girl is looking at, but seeing her furrowed brows can't help but make me question myself.