“What? Fake? Can this possibly be fabricated? Come on, show us how.”
“Ugh, this is just so uncivilized.”
The players, both male and female, old and young, regardless of their dispositions and positions, looked at
“Er, hey, no talkin’ without thinkin’! No harm done, eh?”
“Hmm. Let’s not say that kind of thing. It’s no joke.”
The last few minutes of the daytime flew by without much progress. By the end of the day,
“Uh, it’s not nighttime yet…”
“We decided to enjoy some free time, as the daytime procedures are already done anyway.”
“Oh, okay.”
The players left the conference room separately, avoiding each other’s gaze. They were not having any real conversations either. The players shunned
There were 10 players left:
Day 2 came to an end. Night had arrived, and it was time for the mafia attack.
Humanities: Hey, I want to ask you something.
Schoolgirl: Ask me what?
Humanities: Why’d you say that the rule about the elimination vote is pointless?
Schoolgirl: Eavesdropping. Nice manners.
Humanities: You intended that comment to be heard, kiddo. Come on.
Schoolgirl: LOL
Schoolgirl: Nothing, it’s just that I knew everyone was going to make up some lame excuse about expected values and vote for elimination anyway.
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Schoolgirl: But 6:4 was kind of unexpected.
Humanities: Hey, you have a point.
Humanities: Then why put the elimination vote in the game? Mafia Game usually eliminates players just by picking someone.
Schoolgirl: If you have any questions, ask Reina, not me.
Schoolgirl: She’s probably hiding so many secrets behind those rules.
Humanities: Huh?
Humanities: I don’t even have a clue what to ask! Why don’t you ask her?
Schoolgirl: Nope, there’s nothing I wanna know.
Humanities: Ugh, you…!
Humanities: GNITE.
Schoolgirl: B4N
<22:57:50>
[The night has come. Mafia members, please come out of your rooms.]
“I have a question, Reina.”
[What is it?]
“Can you sneak a peek in the chat inbox of any of the tablets?”
[Technically, yes. But I don’t. I mean, I can’t. It’s against the rules. Ground Rule Number Two: The players are forbidden from touching or sneaking a look at another player’s tablet.]
“Indeed. So
“Well, fine… Whatever you say.”
“But we should all delete the chats in the inbox just in case, and keep doing that whenever we use the chat.”
“Yeah, of course.”
“Anyway, that was so funny in the daytime.”
“You call that funny?”
“Funny is funny! Anyway, we all agree to delete the chats, right?”
“You’re constantly complaining, so I need to be sure. Wait, are you against this, too?”
“… I deleted the chats.”
“So did I. Let’s all be careful with our chats.”
“It seems that besides checking the tablet after elimination, Artificial Intelligence can’t stop us every time we look sideways.”
[I recommend you protect your own security. But if I catch you clearly sneaking a look, I’ll definitely impose sanctions, so be careful.]
“So… What now?”
“Like
“Ha!” A snort, followed by gasps of hysterical laughter.
“Oh, that was really hysterical.”
“It’s not child’s play! We can’t do that.”
“I don’t mind killing
“Are you kidding? Why is this suddenly becoming so personal?”
“It’s all a strategy, you know. Everyone’s just racking their brains over a matter of life and death.”
“
“No one knows what the two really think.”
“I think it’s best to just leave
“Agreed, right?”
“No, I’m going to vote for
“Oh, come on, you’ve been casting dissident votes since yesterday. We should trust each other, fellow mafia!”
“How do I trust you?”
“Wha…? Come on, what do you want?”
“What do I want? I’ve made myself clear. Find Artificial Intelligence and do the Bingo vote.”
“Not go along with this absurd killing spree?”
“Don’t you know that it’s actually impossible?”
“Citizens would keep holding trials, and it’s difficult to even call the Bingo vote.”
“Actually, everyone agreed unanimously to play Bingo, twice in a row.”
“Ugh, someone should come up with an ironclad theory to vote against Bingo. I would definitely go along.”
“That’s for citizens to decide in the daytime.”
“We can’t help those dissident votes, either. It’s free voting.”
“Right, we’ll just end up being the bad mafia. Let’s just decide, only the two of us.”
“Yeah… As the citizens killed someone with that expected value crap, we should do the same.”
“Expected value, huh? First we should get rid of the sheriff.”
“We don’t know who that is.”
“No… Wait. Do we?”
“Wrong question. Do you know who that is?”
“Just wait for some more time. It’s like I said in the chat.”
“Strict. Okay, fine.”
“If you really want to think about the expected value, we can consider the prize.”
“Huh? Whoever we kill, it’s just 300 million won as long as it’s a citizen.”
“That’s true, but there’s one exception.”
“…….”
“…….”
“Oh yeah, that’s right!”
“Wow, what you said on the first day, that’s what leads to this, huh?”
“Okay, so because we can’t kill
[You’re saying all the important stuff in the private chats? Really?]
“Shut up, Red Ball. None of your business.”
“I thought we should pay attention to security.”
[Right, right.]
“We’ve clearly had some advantages until now, but we should brace ourselves for Day 3.”
“The citizens will start racking their brains for a counterattack…”
[Which will make things more exciting.]
“… Having fun?”
[Oh, you’re asking Artificial Intelligence? The nighttime voting is over. Mafia members, please go back to your rooms quietly.]