Semua Bab My Robot Replaced Me After Death: Bab 1 - Bab 10

The joints in "my" body had slipped out of place, pieces wedged as if jammed. For a moment, I couldn't move at all. The body was locked in a temporary shutdown.Naturally, Diane noticed nothing unusual. She arched a mocking brow."Stop playing dead, Gaston. Do you really expect me to come all the way down there to help you up?"At last, under the sting of her ridicule, "I" began to crawl up from the ground. The reboot restored basic function, but the posture was awkward, grotesquely stiff."Diane," the man beside her, Ian Tyler, remarked with feigned concern, "look at Gaston's leg. Doesn't it seem broken?""He's still young," Diane replied coldly. "His bones aren't that fragile."She waved off the matter with chilling indifference."If Gaston is stupid enough to throw himself off a balcony, then whatever injuries he suffers, he brought on himself. Ian, don't waste your concern on an idiot. Besides, what's a few broken bones to a man? He'll heal. It's nothing to worry about."Ia

In the past, Ian and I had always been at odds. And every time we clashed, Diane never bothered to ask questions. She would stand unconditionally at his side.When I was alive, that used to cut me to the bone. Now, it no longer mattered.At dinner, Ian gave a small cough.Diane immediately barked at me, "What are you standing there for? Go pour him some water!""My" body turned and fetched a glass of warm water from the kitchen. Ian frowned."It's too cold. I want it hot. Boiling hot, do you understand?"So "I" returned and replaced it with a cup fresh from the kettle.A glint flashed through Ian's eyes. As he took the glass, he deliberately let it slip, and the scalding water splashed across my hand.How childish. My body was waterproof and heat-resistant.But Diane didn't know that. In her eyes, I was still flesh and blood, with skin that should blister and peel under such heat."Ian, are you all right?"Of course. Her first concern was for Ian."I'm fine, Diane. Gaston m

I knew Diane was deliberately trying to humiliate me. She was baiting me into anger.But dignity belonged to men, not machines.When "I" crouched down to obey, it was Diane who suddenly snapped first."Gaston!"She shot to her feet, seized my collar, and hissed through clenched teeth, "Are you out of your mind? So many people are watching. Even if you've lost your shame, I still have mine."From the hospital back to the villa, she remained in a foul mood. Even Ian, usually basking in her favor, received only half a smile.Half was honestly a luxury—once she was truly angry, Diane spared no one, not even family.Ian took advantage of the moment, swaggering up to me with open disdain."Gaston, look at you! You're dull, lifeless, and boring. No wonder Diane doesn't like you. Anyone would grow sick of you. You should be smart enough to step aside on your own. Clinging to a place that isn't yours, never getting so much as a kind look—doesn't it feel pathetic?"Diane overheard him.

Three years ago, after sending Ian off at the airport, Diane came home and hid herself away, weeping in silence for a long time.It was only then, belatedly, that she realized her feelings for Ian had long surpassed the bounds of friendship. But it was too late. She was already married to me."Gaston, Gaston, where are you?"Wiping away her tears, Diane searched the house for me. She didn't know that while she had been kissing Ian goodbye at the airport, I had already died alone at home.What stood before her now was only a substitute."Diane, I'm here."She threw herself into "my" arms, her voice thick with a choked sob. "If… just if… one day I had to leave you, what would you do?""I would die."Diane pressed her lips together and lifted her gaze."Stop talking about death. You know both my parents died from genetic illness. I hate hearing anyone mention death in front of me. Why do you keep using it to threaten me?""It's not a threat. It's the truth.""Enough, Gaston!" H

"And that person is known only by the codename G," the guy said.Of course, Diane had heard of the legendary "G," a national-level figure shrouded in secrecy. She had spent an astronomical sum trying to reach him, sending people again and again, but her efforts were always in vain.Naturally, she could never find him. Because G was already dead. G was me.Diane brought the broken version of "me" back home, along with the pile of shattered components collected from the crash site.When Ian heard the news, he looked utterly dumbfounded."How in the world did Gaston get his hands on one of G's creations? Even with unlimited money, it's not something you can just buy!"Diane lowered her eyes and said nothing.Ian pressed on. "Diane, this is something huge, and he actually kept it from you…"Her gaze flickered at last, the first sign of reaction."What are you trying to say?""Have you ever thought about it? Gaston betrayed you long ago." Ian jabbed a finger at "me." "This isn't a