“Didn’t you also agree? And who wasted the Bingo chance on Day 1 with all the bullshit?”

“You little…!”

“Cut it out! Let’s stop bickering, given that we have all pretty much agreed.” stopped the squabble between the two men.

As though mocking the players, Reina began to elaborate. [I told you in the morning… I’m one of you. You can interpret my words however you want, but this literally excludes who is no longer here.]

“So you decided to keep your mouth shut when we were all falling into your trap? You call yourself fair?”

[It’s my duty to follow the rules. For all other matters besides that, I just act based on the weighted values I set for myself. I suggest you don’t meddle with my strategies.]

“Oh, you goddamn…!!”

So she wouldn’t lie, but she wouldn’t tell you the truth, either.

Junsung thought Reina’s last sentence sounded creepy. She had openly announced that she was working out some strategies, which implied that she was both the host and a player.

It’s definitely unfair…!

But Junsung couldn’t place exactly what was so unfair, so he remained silent.

<19:10:30>

Nothing else happened after Bingo on Day 2. Completely bored, made a suggestion. “Let’s at least vote to select or not.”

“Well, it’s almost time, so… What should we do? Hold a trial?”

“Are you kidding? The goddamn mafia killed a citizen first, so now the citizens have to hold a trial, too!”

“But we have no clue who the mafia are, not even one.”

There was 1 Artificial Intelligence out of 12 players, but there were 3 mafia members out of 11. So in terms of difficulty, it was thrice as easier than finding Artificial Intelligence, but the problem was that there was no clue at all. Junsung examined the 10 other players in front of him, one by one. It seems the older ones like and , and even , still don’t fully understand the rules, so they’re just going with the flow. is a humanist, and is a friendly arbitrator. is definitely living up to his name. is swift about determining the rules, and is similar but tends to look down on others. is quiet but often hits the nail on the head, and is spiteful. After spending more than a day with these people, he was able to figure them out to some extent, but the information he had was almost useless in determining their roles in Mafia.

For instance, and clearly did not seem to get along, but they could actually be two mafia members putting on a show. or was probably faking their good nature. was perhaps just pretending to save people’s lives in the day but was enjoying the slaughter at night. Every single player seemed suspicious.

“As I said yesterday, it’s more beneficial for citizens to hold a trial, irrespective of whether a citizen or mafia member is sacrificed,” said based on the rules and his calculations, as always. The legitimacy of the daytime trial he had explained yesterday was simple. Not holding the trial in the daytime would only end up killing the citizens at night. It was a no-brainer.

“That’s just in theory. We may just end up killing an innocent citizen because we have no idea who the mafia actually are.”

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“What’s that supposed to mean? What’re you getting at?” said .

“I mean, this time, we should just leave the decision up to everyone, and not pick on anyone.”

“Hey, why’re you all looking at me?!” It seemed like everyone was sick of bullying. But it wasn’t really necessary to give a hard time at the moment, as most of the players were already voting at their discretion, although they tended to be carried away by the general trend sometimes. So the players agreed to have the vote to select or not in addition to Bingo, and everyone cast their votes after some intense thinking for 10 minutes.

Yes: Old Man, Prostitute, Engineering, Schoolgirl, Christian, Hothead, Humanities.

No: Muscle Man, Janitor, Social Worker, Intellectual.

Result: With a majority (6) of “yes” votes, you will have selection and trial on Day 2.

“So it’s on… but we also have quite a few ‘no’ votes.”

The result was different from what it was the previous day. Although they agreed not to pick on someone with respect to casting their votes, the players couldn’t help but focus on the minority. , , and explained why they voted against the selection. They had the same view.

“Don’t get me wrong. I’m in favor of the trial in the long run, but now we don’t have any clue. I just thought it would be better to hold the trial after we find out who the mafia are,” said .

“I agree with this young man,” chimed in.

“Me too. Personally, I just have a hunch that we won’t get anything out of this trial, judging by the way we messed up Bingo,” grumbled .

“Hey, be nice.”

It seemed that after being the target of selection for Bingo on Day 1, had significantly lowered his expectations. Junsung thought it was funny how he was still holding a grudge. However, now, that cynical attitude was only causing a feud. In the meantime, there was a player who voted “no” to stick to her strong beliefs. adjusted her glasses and spoke curtly, “I’m against all votes to kill anyone.”

“What? The mafia already killed at night!”

“So you think it’s okay to kill someone whenever you get a chance? That’s just wrong. Every choice that harms someone is wrong…”

“Oh, what the fuck, you piece of shit.”

“……!?”

Another squabble broke out. scoffed at humanism. They were of the same age but were different in every way, such as their appearance and character. seemed like she couldn’t believe what she had just heard. “I beg your pardon?” she asked.

“I can’t take your fucking Mother Teresa shit anymore. What the fuck! The mafia already killed someone at night. You have no goddamn logic, either. Just that it is bad to randomly kill someone? Even Disney movies have more realistic characters than you, you retarded bitch!”

“…….”

She crossed the line rather quickly and brutally. The players opened their eyes wide and kept their mouths shut at relentless rebuke. shot back. “You’re the one in la-la land, you cock-sucking whore.”

“What?”

“Just because you’re a fucking slut who’d suck anyone’s cock, you think everyone else’s life is as easy as yours? You think you can fuck your way out of this by spreading your legs to some guys? Use your brains instead of your tits and cunt, you bitch, and just shut the fuck up!”

“Oh my God… Jesus…” The two women’s expressions and words were atrocious enough to make cross herself in complete shock. But this was just the beginning. In this isolated mansion with a life-threatening game going on, both and were completely out of control, spitting out words of hate at each other after throwing off their masks of social pretense.

“Guess you live in a shithole with a serious inferiority complex. Jealous I can earn money with my body? You’ve probably been a fucking loser since childhood. All that money you struggle to earn for months, I can earn in a day in a hotel suite with room service, bitch.”

“So you’re proud to introduce your job to your parents? And you won’t be ashamed of yourself when you get married and have kids later? When I help people in need, all you’d be doing is sucking cocks all day, struggling to use that pea-sized brain of yours.”

“What? Pea-sized brain? Fuck off. You don’t have a body or brain that’s decent enough, which is why you’re stuck with that social work shit. Don’t pretend, you retarded bitch, you actually chose this job! Social worker, my ass! It’s a shit job your teacher recommends you do when you’re just a brainless sucker who can’t do anything right!”

“Oh yeah? So you headed straight for this job, whoring yourself out to men with all your shit? You think everyone’s stupid? Anyone can tell that you’re a cock-sucking slut from miles away. You’re just a fucking whore who’s going to end up surrounded by lowlife scumbags for the rest of your life, never being able to wash the filthy shit off your body.”

“…….”

The two women’s words were as sharp as knives, hacking each other to pieces without mercy.