“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 with scornful eyes. clicked her tongue, still taken aback. “Listen, mafia people. You should send this kind of man to hell tonight!”

“Er, hey, no talkin’ without thinkin’! No harm done, eh?”

“Hmm. Let’s not say that kind of thing. It’s no joke.” was level-headed and calmed the outraged players down. They looked into tablet for more information but couldn’t find anything else. They saw her voting history, but it had already been disclosed anyway.

The last few minutes of the daytime flew by without much progress. By the end of the day, Reina started to wrap things up. [Okay, okay, everyone. That’s all for daytime of Mafia Game, Day 2. Today is a monumental day! You completed all the five votes you could have possibly done in theory. Vote to do Bingo or not->Bingo vote. Vote to select or not->Selection vote->Elimination vote. Now you see how it goes, right? It’s all about diving right into it, you see.]

and had died, and cold body was still lying limp in the head seat. Later, Junsung and carried her body and placed it in a coffin in the shed. When Junsung returned to the conference room, drenched in sweat, all the other players were already leaving the room.

“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 , and tried to avoid making any contact with him. Junsung swallowed hard. Wow, so brutal… The word “brutal” really summed it all. Two players had died.

There were 10 players left: , , , , , , , , , and .

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.

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

[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 was right back there.”

“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 said, why don’t we kill tonight?”

“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.”

“ and pretend to be upset. However, they’re just saying all that because they want to live.”

“No one knows what the two really think.”

“I think it’s best to just leave and alone.”

“Agreed, right?”

“No, I’m going to vote for tonight.”

“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 twice, it’s decided.”

[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.]