Chapter 90 Part 2: Mafia Game

And so, that night passed uneventfully.

The next morning.

“What, is everyone safe?”

The village survivors opened their house doors and came outside.

“Baekro is alive too.”

Fortunately, the person I call my lover, but read as a sandbag, is also alive.

-Are you taking care of her because she’s your lover?

-Of course, of course.

-Isn’t Baekro more like a baby than a lover?

Just as I was slowly looking around at the villagers.

“Huh, Rupyung’s condition is—!”

Rupyung’s character, who had come out of her house, quietly collapsed to the floor.

“Kyaak?!”

“Aaargh!”

Someone died!

There was no time to mourn.

Time was still flowing, rushing towards night.

If they couldn’t quickly identify the culprit, more victims would surely follow.

“Hey hey, who’s the culprit here!”

The survivors quickly put their heads together and began to deduce the identity of the mafia.

“The loudest one died, good riddance.”

“Puhup.”

Of course, there were some who weren’t.

It was then that Bubugi’s words flew into my defenseless ears.

‘Wow.’

This is the first time I’ve been this curious about the reaction of someone who died while playing mafia.

Sure enough.

– (Diring-)

– (Diring-)

– (Diring-)

‘·····Oof.’

Anonymous messages started flooding the Discord group call room like crazy.

Indeed, Phantom Thief Kid.

He’s very good at sending advance notices to specific individuals.

Well, this one seems more like a murder notice than a theft, though.

“Excuse me, sir, your true nature is currently piercing through your avatar.”

“Ah, that person is the mafia!”

With that one remark as a starting point, the real chaos began.

“Hey, seeing how they’re ganging up on me, that must be Roa-nim.”

“You’re the one doing things that make you suspicious!”

Simultaneously, the survivors began to bite and tear at each other.

This, as a participant, I can’t just stand by idly either.

“Excuse me, may I say something?”

“Cheongha-nim?”

“Ah, yes.”

Go ahead.

After quickly asking for everyone’s understanding, I explained what happened last night.

“Someone came to my house last night.”

“Yes, but you’re alive.”

“Didn’t a doctor just come and go?”

“Or maybe a terrorist·····.”

Hmm, I thought they might know something since they’re experienced.

But it seemed it was too much to identify the person who came to my house with just that.

“Well, there’s no one particular to choose, so should we just skip this one?”

“This, the reporter and the police aren’t doing their jobs.”

“Public officials, awaken~!”

Anyway, that day passed like that.

Night fell once again.

A shadow appeared in the village square as always.

And the place that shadow headed to was none other than…

“····Me again?”

-lol

-Unlucky Cheongha

-How dare you deceive us with a draw?

-Take it sweetly, you rascal!!

No, did these people put honey on my house or something?

Why do they keep coming here?

Simultaneously, a shadow opened my house door and entered.

– (Kkiiik-)

“Huh?”

-??

-It’s peaceful?

Fortunately, nothing much happened this time either.

Am I luckier than I thought?

Soon after, one more person headed towards my house.

“Ah, please.”

-lol

-Go mafia!

-Kill hiiiim!

At that, the viewers cheered like passengers on a rollercoaster.

But this time too, it seemed the world had no intention of allowing my death.

As soon as the house door opened, a green healing indicator enveloped my house.

-Oh, it was a doctor.

-Ah, too bad.

-She should have died…

“Sseup, don’t perform such rituals.”

What kind of viewer performs a ritual for a streamer to die?

These people are too much, really.

Huh?

This is a broadcast that even celebrities watch, you know.

What if our kid gets influenced?

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[=Kim Cheongha, fighting~!]

Well, still, it’s better than the ones performing rituals, I guess.

And so, morning dawned once again.

“Excuse me, I’ve found a hint.”

Simultaneously, a streamer participating in the collab raised their hand.

“Cheongha-nim, did someone come to your house last night?”

“Uh···, that’s right···?”

Since nothing major had happened as a result, I answered truthfully.

But how did they know that?

“Um, my profession is a tracker, you see?”

“Aha.”

Tracker, a profession that can install paint in front of the opponent’s house to know their movements.

For him to say this meant, in a nutshell…

“Well, don’t you have anything to say, Jisu-nim!!”

“Heoeok!”

At the tracker’s words, which sounded like a detective character from somewhere, the surrounding people overreacted.

So, the footprints imprinted on my house were his?

‘Then it’s either mafia or doctor…’

Wait, but isn’t it possible that the tracker is actually a psycho?

Then even if the ability activates, it would show up strangely.

The more I thought about it, the deeper into the labyrinth I seemed to fall.

Isn’t this proof that the game is well-made?

It’s surprisingly frustrating.

“Ah, what nonsense!”

That b*stard is the psycho!

“Then what’s your profession?”

“Me?”

I’m a doctor.

The suspect, confidently stating his profession amidst continuous interrogation.

Hmm, should I believe this.

Or not?

No matter how many times I’ve been called, it’s only been about a month since I’ve known him.

Since I don’t know his personality well, I don’t know if that’s true or not.

“No, what are you talking about!!”

I’m the doctor!

“·····Ha?”

In the meantime, another voice was heard right next to me.

The owner of the voice was Bellena, whom I was meeting after a long time.

Along with me, she was one of the regular victims of collab kidnapping.

What now, who’s the real one?

“Then, Jisu-nim, whose house did you go to yesterday?”

“Me?”

I went to Cheongha’s house.

“I went to Cheongha’s house too!”

Sseup, is that right···?

Assuming he was a doctor, his movements themselves were accurate.

But the problem is that someone unknown also came via the same route.

If we open up more possibilities, there’s also the terrorist (presumed) from the first turn.

“Then···· should we just skip for now?”

And so, the case began to fall deeper into a labyrinth.

Eventually, the second turn also passed without anyone being chosen.

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[=No, so who is the mafia really?]

“Well····.”

I’m really not talented in deduction.

My head isn’t organizing anything at all right now.

{Unnie, what do you think?}

Simultaneously, a secret chat message flew in from Baekro.

Secret chat, also known as a whisper.

It was a trait that lovers had, where if one died, the other died too.

Cheongha cautiously sent a chat message to Baekro.

{Do you think what the CEO is saying is true?}

Since she’s known the CEO longer than I have, she’d probably know a little better.

{Well, that oppa isn’t really the type to take unnecessary risks, but····.}

Of course, Baekro’s words weren’t much help either.

Are the clues really too scarce?

In the first place, since three people came to my house, if I just take a guess, it would be either a doctor, a terrorist, or the mafia.

‘·····Honestly, judging by his impression, isn’t he a terrorist?’

Huh?

It’s not really because I keep getting kidnapped for collabs.

It’s more like, his broadcaster image is too ingrained in my mind, should I say···?

I just can’t imagine him going around helping others.

{By the way, Unnie, have you tried using your profession once?}

{Huh?}

Profession?

Wasn’t my profession ‘couple’?

Baekro answered my question.

{Couple is just couple, we each have our own professions too.}

{Ah, really?}

{Yes, you should see it if you press tab.}

At those words, I pressed Tab and looked at my profession.

“Oh, I’m an informer.”

Informer, a profession that allows you to know the profession of a target you choose.

It was the perfect profession for me right now.

I can use this to confirm the CEO’s profession.

【Do you want to activate your ability?】

“I should try it once.”

After looking at the description window, I clicked on Gu Jisu’s house.

Soon, his identity was revealed on the screen.

【Jisu-nim’s identity is Trapper】

Simultaneously, red text appeared on the screen.

It meant he was a member of the mafia.

Wow, and he still pretended to be a doctor?

{Ah····· Um, if I’m unlucky, I think I might get really warm next turn, you know?}

Because the person who plants the bomb can decide when to detonate it.

If the person who came to my house at first was a terrorist, then whether I’m a doctor or whatever, I’m just going to die.

Even if a doctor knows how to save people, they can’t defuse a bomb.

At that moment.

-Beonjjeok! (Flash!)

Lightning struck from the sky, hitting one house vertically.

It was the village mayor’s house.

-The magician finally appeared.

-Finally succeeded in getting a kill.

-Oh no, Mayor-nim…

And so, after someone was killed by the magician, the next day.

Two more citizens disappeared from the village.

“The mayor is dead!”

“Oh no, Mayor-niiim~!”

Soon, the identity of the victim was revealed on the screen…

[Bihso-nim is a Terrorist]

“Huh?”

At the unexpected identity of the mayor, I was at a loss for words.

“Good riddance, you son of a b*tch.”

“Puhup.”

“There was a reason this village was a den of criminals.”

Huh?

We elected a terrorist as mayor.

Is this the side effect of democracy?

“No, but then who on earth is the mafia?”

However, the terrorist is a neutral role.

The fact that the mafia still hadn’t been caught remained.

There are only five people left now, this is a big problem.

It’s time to send someone off by voting.

“Excuse me, I really have something to say this time.”

To share the information I just obtained, I raised my hand without delay.

“This, I’m an informer, right?”

I think Gu Jisu-nim is the mafia.

“····Me?”

Gu Jisu, who was suddenly targeted, spoke as if dumbfounded.

Honestly, just a moment ago, I did have some doubts, but isn’t my ability shouting it out?

All that’s left for him now is the mafia.

“Uh, but why didn’t you step forward from the beginning?!”

“No, listen to me, okay?”

I desperately continued to explain that I didn’t know because I was a beginner.

Huh?

This is all the fault of the developers who didn’t display it on the screen.

They should have at least told me I could press Tab.

“No, f*ck, I told you I’m the doctor!”

You idiots!!!

-Desperate struggle.

-Pathetic, Jisu.

-But what if he’s not?

“Hey, no way.”

If that person isn’t the mafia, it means I’m the psycho.

Huh?

There’s no way that’s me, right?

I’m normal no matter how you look at me.

“I curse you all, really!”

Huh?!

In the end, the verdict did not change, and due to the majority opinion, he was banished from the village.

Soon, his profession appeared on the screen, just as I expected…

【Jisu was a Doctor】

“····Yes?”

Um, wait a minute.

If this is the case, then this, um….?

-?? lol

-No, then what was that earlier?

-She was just the psycho lol.

-Legendary liability lol.

“········.”

Th-this is messed up.

Cheongha stared at the screen with a blank expression.

Apparently, I was a natural-born psychopath.