I Am Not A Clever Man Novels & Stories

he said “and why is that?” I asked He smiled before speaking “ because Sandra isn’t clever enough to make me question myself” I wanted to hit myself hard. I just needed to act more like Sandra and less like me but No. I had to screw up ad now I am being suspected. But I have no idea for how long I am suppose to stay in this damn world so I need to get these people use to my real nature after all I can’t always hide my nature “maybe the recent encounters with almost death made me clever” I said which seemed to decently convince him judging by the expressions on face

At the end of the speech of the middle-aged man who seemingly ran off in the middle of experimentation, his tone was already so sarcastic he could even rival Agatha's AI. Paul had hardly restrained himself from glaring at the doctor. "Sir, you're not getting my point. I have the capability to back up my words." "Oh? What made you think so? Your little knowledge about the promiscuity system and how you are still not hunted down by it? Good for you. Your ego and imagination are as vast as the universe, probably only one level away from the vastness of humanity's ever so famous trait, stupidity. I wonder if it means your brain is slightly tilting to the creative side. Ah, wait, I'm recalling wh

"What's ironic there?" "It's ironic that you don't have experience on boys but you know how to judge them so well." Then he looked at me. My lips formed a half smile. "Having no experience doesn't mean I'm naive. Maybe, what I know there can't be compared to those who have experience. But I know how to observe the people around me. So I know something somehow." "Of course. You're smart." I shook. "I'm not smart. But my instincts are pretty good."

I find myself apologizing. 'What the fuck!. Why am I even apologizing?'. "I understand". He said flatly. "I understand that you say things that pop out of your head without thinking". He added. 'Nice one Jeff. Continue with the sweet and lovely indirect insult'. My brain said, and my eyes were already rolling in my head. "Where are we going to?". I asked. "I have nowhere in mind. I just think walking would be fun but it isn't". He said feeling disappointed.

He doesn't seem intelligent though. _______________________ A/N: Sorry for ending so casually, I would come up with better ideas later please bear with me...

No, it wouldn’t. I just did a very stupid thing.

Manuel said and then tried to disappear but he couldn't. “What's happening?". I asked him, “I t hink I am also trapped in here". I took a deep breath in order not to lose my cool. These people act stupid sometimes but act really wise unexpectedly.

“Do not allow yourself to be foolish again.” So it was my fault…

Maybe he’ll be more sensible human being to converse with rather than this jerk beside me. “Where is Axthon? Maybe I could talk to him about this matter seriously rather than your IQs below 7." I stressed the 'below IQ thingy’. "How come?" he mumbled to himself, oblivious to what I said, until he caught what I had said. "Hey! My IQ is not less than seven! It was even higher than that! And the last time I checked, I'm a human, and I know how to make one." He frowned at me and keep mumbling to himself about her high IQ. He actually does have a high IQ, but sometimes he doesn’t make use of it.

Says the man not bold enough to call off a relationship he was no longer interested in. Whatever anyway. He wasn't...all bad in his corrections. Was pretty smart if you look asides his sheer annoyingness. And he wasn't into designing of any sort. To have even the slightest knowledge on it, enough to give valuable corrections was a not a tiny affair. He's always been smart after all. Straight A student right from highschool despite being the complete and utter opposite of your typical serious student. "You're not so bad after all," I grumbled, turning away from him. But sadly he caught that.