[So it’s decided! You will have a Bingo vote during the day. Just tell me if you want to begin!]

“What if we change our minds?”

[You seem to be dedicated to starting silly arguments. The vote, once decided, must begin at 10 p.m. Just deal with the result.]

Junsung expected someone to cast a dissenting vote, but there was no such drama. All 12 players had voted unanimously. Seriously, whatever happened to democracy?

Well, voting “no” in this situation was just too much of a risk anyway.

had put too much pressure: If you voted “no,” you’re either Artificial Intelligence or the mafia. So if your name appeared next to “No,” you would clearly fall under suspicion either way.

Hmmm… This requirement for 11 votes isn’t so hard to meet, after all!

Even the sneaky Artificial Intelligence hidden among them had voted “yes.” Now this led to the question of who was to be selected in the Bingo vote.

raised her hand again. “Do we have to start the Bingo vote right away?”

[You can do that whenever you want. Put it off for as long as you like. Everything is going to be taken care of by 10 p.m. anyway.]

“Okay, then, you guys. Let us ‘vote to select or not’ first, instead of the Bingo vote. The day is going to be over soon, so we’re running out of time.”

“Oh, nice going, . But…”

Where were they going to cast the vote? Everyone looked around the room, unsure of what to do, when raised his voice again. “But the trial’s gonna kill someone! Of course, we’re all against this. If not, you’re the mafia!”

Hmmm…

The big “Yes” and “No” appeared on the tablet again, and Junsung tapped the screen after some hesitation.

Yes: Prostitute, Engineering, Free-timer, Humanities.

No: Schoolgirl, Hothead, Intellectual, Social Worker, Janitor, Muscle Man, Christian, Old Man.

Result: With less than a majority of 7 “yes” votes, you will have no selection and trial on Day 1.

“Four ‘yes’ votes? What the hell!” exploded instantly.

, who voted “yes,” clicked her tongue. “I voted ‘yes’ ‘coz I don’t give a shit about you. Got a problem?”

“What?”

“I’m in a shitty mood ‘coz I can’t smoke in here, and you’re fucking annoying me with all that yelling. So what, we’re the mafia if we don’t agree with you? Look who’s more like the mafia, damn it.”

“You- you little…!”

[, you’ll find some cigarettes in your room upstairs. So take it easy for now.]

“Oh yeah? Thanks.”

So had cast the vote because of tobacco withdrawal! , who sat next to her, tutted. “But this vote is a matter of life and death. You can’t make your decision like that!”

“So what? You also voted ‘yes.’”

“I have my reasons… I mean, it’s not that I want someone killed, but…” When voice trailed off, all eyes turned to him, as if to ask, “Then what?”

spoke up. “It’s better for the citizens to have a trial.”

“How come?”

“It’s simple. If we don’t hold any trials during the day, it will only benefit the mafia during their night-time attacks. We should calculate the expected outcome of the game before talking about all this killing stuff.”

“……”

, who wore smart-looking glasses, sounded extremely convincing. He tilted his head slightly and stared at the others through his glasses. “Which means the ones who voted ‘no’… well, maybe you were just carried away. But the one who provoked this is kind of suspicious…”

“Wh-what?” Even the mighty looked completely taken aback by this logical point, and his mouth opened slightly. looked away and mumbled again.

“Hmm. and seem sharp, as they caught this.”

“Well, actually, I kind of voted for the same reason as …”

“Huh?”

“I just didn’t feel that it was okay to put others down like did, and ignore their opinions. I haven’t really thought that much about it, otherwise…”

Of course, that’s Humanities for you.

Even though life was at stake, he couldn’t help making decisions based on how he felt. As Junsung scratched his head, Reina chimed in. [Hello? So what about Bingo?]

“……!”

The daytime trial for Day 1 was out of question. However, they still had Bingo. The players scrolled down their tablets to check the rules again.

Game Plan (Daytime - Bingo)

The identity of the player that receives the most votes in the Bingo process will be determined to check whether they are human or Artificial Intelligence.

“We need a majority of votes. So…”

“What if one person doesn’t get seven votes? What if they get like five votes?”

[Then that day’s Bingo goes to waste.]

“What? Hey, what’s with all the strict conditions for Bingo? We need 11 votes, plus a majority of votes for just one person? If not, is the whole thing invalid?” They definitely made it difficult to pass the Turing test. It seemed reasonable to expect a majority of votes for yes-no elections, but in voting for individual people, majority rule seemed to make no sense. clicked her tongue. “So we should probably decide on one person before we vote.”

“That’s already decided! This guy, who voted against the Bingo vote!”

“You’re out of your mind, . Haven’t you learned anything from the fact that tyranny just leads to dissidence?”

“That doesn’t have anything to do with this! It’s an undeniable fact that you were against the idea of the Bingo vote!”

and bickered again, but no good ideas came out of it. The Bingo vote went on despite them not reaching any agreement.

[Now, the result!]

8 votes, 1 vote, 1 vote, 1 vote, 1 vote.

: Humanities, Hothead, Old Man, Social Worker, Christian, Free-timer, Prostitute, Muscle Man

: Intellectual

: Schoolgirl

: Engineering

: Janitor

Result: We will now determine whether is human or Artificial Intelligence.

“…The majority!”

“Oh hey! Justice is served!”

This isn’t exactly justice, but… Junsung had voted for for two reasons: his suspicious “no” vote for the Bingo, and the majority rule. The absurd rule that the Bingo vote just goes to waste without the majority forced him to vote for someone most others would probably vote for, too. Quite a few of those eight votes were probably cast for the same reason. But there still were a few dissident votes. patted back. “Dunno, I chose this guy ‘coz he’s got big, nice muscles, so maybe he’s a machine or somethin’. Or not. Sorry!”

“Oh, uh, if you say so, then…”

[No touching!]

“Huh? Oh! Sorry! Don’t kill me!”

[… Absurd. Okay, then, , come up to the head of the table. Determination time! Exciting, right?]

“This is absurd.” said, as he stood up with a frown. Junsung clicked his tongue softly as he watched the guy confidently walk up to the head seat. This confidence only made Junsung sure that the guy definitely wasn’t Artificial Intelligence. As took the head seat that was embellished with fancy patterns and decorations, metal shackles popped out of the chair and locked his wrists and ankles in place. was flustered. “What the hell is this?”

[Sorry. Just relax for about 10 seconds. Here’s the result. is human. You may return to your seat.]

A collective groan swept the room. They had lost the chance of going home safe with 300 million won. Just as Reina said, the metal shackles opened up and released wrists and ankles in 10 seconds. But the rest of the players broke out in a cold sweat, having clearly seen what the chair was really meant for.

It’s to lock the selected suspects in the trial…!

In the meantime, turned out to be human. He glared at every player including . “You guys should be sorry that we’ve lost one shot at Bingo because of your pathetic accusation!”

“What? You were against the whole thing!”

“That’s not the point. We should deduce and discuss thoroughly before voting, and not make such random decisions like this.”

He may be an asshole, but he has a point. Junsung contemplated the results of the vote for a moment. The individual dissident votes caught his eye. Besides ridiculous vote, Junsung could see why voted for . However, the other two votes seemed kind of strange. voted for , and voted for . Junsung glanced at , who was telling why he had voted for him. “Clearly it wasn’t , so I just randomly voted for someone else. You can do the same for me next time.”

“Oh well, fine, fine!”

Unlike the vote to hold a trial, the players generally made random decisions for the Bingo vote. The ones who got the votes didn’t seem to care much, either. Junsung looked up at the clock, and it was already past 10 p.m.

[Okay, time’s up. So you faithfully completed all the required actions for the day. The trial has not been held, and Bingo is done. A little hectic, but all in all, this is excellent for Day 1.]

“Excellent my ass! All we found out today is that is human, which is completely useless information!”

[If you ask me, so many pieces of information have emerged. Well, anyway, it’s night-time. You can all go upstairs to your rooms and sleep. You will be locked in your rooms until 6 a.m. Only the mafia members are allowed to come out when I call them.]

“……!!”

The night had inevitably arrived. Having spent the day without any result, the players shuddered, when burst out, “We citizens didn’t hold a trial or kill anyone! So the mafia shouldn’t kill anyone, either!”

“You’re absolutely right, but… the mafia must always eliminate someone in this game, right?”

“Wait, wait. Everyone, check out the third rule for the night!” said .

Game Plan (Nighttime)

A player who receives two or more votes becomes the target for elimination.

3-1. If there is only one mafia member left, only one vote is necessary.

3-2. If there aren’t enough votes, there is no elimination that night.

“There are three mafia members. As it says two or more votes, the three members can select different people, in which case, according to 3-2, there is no elimination that night.”

[Absolutely. Just as it literally says in the rules!]

“… So the mafia can intentionally avoid killing people.” What said sounded kind of like a declaration of some sort.

Day 1 was officially over, and the players went upstairs to their rooms as Reina instructed. [Once you get in there, you can’t come out until daytime tomorrow. Make sure you take all your belongings with you!]

Their tablets were their only belongings, actually.