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EP.64 Who is the Killer?
In the morning, I had a light meal.
I casually ate a chicken breast salad and drank a carbonated beverage.
The shop window was more amazing the more I looked at it.
You could buy and eat pretty much anything just by spending points.
Plus, the food was fresh as if just made.
What kind of principle could this be?
Is this also like a game system?
The 1st floor lobby was bustling with people eating.
I was originally going to eat on the middle floor terrace, but ate inside since the weather was cloudy.
While eating, So Seo-hyun was just sitting on a corner sofa.
She looked unwell somehow.
I asked Yu-hee who was passing by.
"What's wrong with Seo-hyun?"
"Huh? They say she nearly died yesterday."
"Hm?"
"Apparently she almost got politically maneuvered in the evening murders. She had a hard time since it was a group with many women."
"Women are the enemy of women, it's science."
"You're saying that in front of me?"
I finished eating while continuing to watch Seo-hyun. I went to her.
Seeing me approach, Seo-hyun reluctantly took a sip of cola.
"Ah... President."
"Oh, you're being so polite already?"
"Hehe, right?"
"It's okay."
"Huh?"
"It's okay. It's just a game after all. But you become serious since your life is on the line, right?"
Seo-hyun looked at me.
The more I looked, the more it was a pretty face with no reason to be a VTuber.
Her eyes were trembling slightly.
It seemed to represent her anxiety.
"Don't be scared."
"...Those people called me a VTuber that anyone can do, a whore who just takes money from men."
"Then admit it."
"...What?!"
"I don't mean sincerely admit it, but become shameless. The most effective thing when dealing with malicious commenters is to do what they don't want you to do."
Of course, it's not good to reveal everything about yourself from the start like Seo-hyun.
Since they'll just pick at things like this too.
Seo-hyun nodded as if understanding. At least she's quick to understand.
"So go out shamelessly. And make the men in the group your allies. Take down the annoying bitches one by one."
"I understand what you mean. Thank you!"
"Of course. Fighting!"
I cheered her on with a smile.
I sincerely hope she does well.
I'm really strange too.
Why do I have this kind of feeling?
It's not like I like her as much as Ivy.
Is this because I've become the president now?
Then I sensed a presence.
"Ikhyun!"
"Ivy."
"Uuuum♥"
Ivy kissed me with sleepy eyes.
She's always bright. Passionate.
She's a wonderful woman who retains that unique Brazilian cheerfulness.
Her tongue dug into my mouth as always.
I gently licked that tongue as if coaxing it out. Ivy clung to me and played with her tongue sloppily.
Just this gives me great strength.
Ivy who was playing with her tongue lewdly pulled back slightly.
"Ivy, is it hard?"
"Mmm. A little."
"It's okay, it's okay."
"Yeah! I'm always okay!"
"Don't pretend to be strong though."
I rubbed Ivy's cheeks with both hands.
Ivy who was flustered smirked.
It will be hard for everyone. If nothing else, the evening murders are a psychological warfare game.
"Ivy, always think that I'm by your side."
"That's why I feel more energized? Okay, I will. I'll always be by Ikhyun's side too!"
"That's right."
We gave each other cheerful smiles.
I stood up after finishing my carbonated drink. It was about time.
Uuung!
We were transferred to the game zone.
Alright, let's start again.
I looked around.
'Hmm, I wonder where they filled in people from? Well, human lives are cheap after all.'
A similar number of people as yesterday were visible.
Yesterday's survivors existed as is too.
The traffic light lit up.
Green light.
No one moved.
'They said it increases by 50m every day, right? Where's the end of this?'
There must clearly be an end to the rounds.
Do we have to make the number of people 0?
Or do people have to die until they can't fill in anymore?
While thinking that, it turned red. I stopped as I was about to cross.
No one tried to cross. As if it was green now.
I smirked as I glanced.
'These bastards, are they reading the mood? Since they can't use skills on the sidewalk, are they trying to concentrate fire on the crosswalk?'
They should know from experiencing it yesterday.
The basic rules like dying if you cross on green.
So they're trying to use that.
Mainly kill those who move first, then go first and score when they think they've gained momentum.
But what can they do.
I can see everything. It's right on top of your heads.
I watched leisurely.
The light changed several times like that.
There were no bastards moving.
People just flinched while being flustered with each other.
No one tried to move forward first. Absolutely.
'Yeah, keep enduring. I have many ways to get over there.'
Rather, I even hummed while leaning against a nearby street tree.
Then people became impatient.
"Ah... fuck!"
"Huh, huh? He's moving!"
"Kill that bastard!"
"Bullshit, you die too!"
There were bastards who either used skills on people who went first, or even pushed people on the sidewalk onto the crosswalk to use skills on them.
Someone even activated a chainsaw. The uneasy peace was immediately broken.
It soon became a sea of blood.
Kim Woo-sung fidgeted behind me.
This guy really has no presence.
"Um, should... should we go too?"
"Shall we? Let's be careful."
I advanced leisurely.
I could feel Woo-sung following behind. Those guys fought fiercely.
When we were about halfway across the crosswalk.
People pointed at me.
"Huh? Stop that bastard!"
"Fuck, cutting in line again!"
"You're dying today you fucker!"
[Space Cut]
[Slow]
[Blind]
[Wall of Wailing]
All sorts of skills flooded in and blocked the path.
I was even trapped in cut space.
Kim Woo-sung made a crying face.
"Huk, what do we do?"
"Want to hold my arm?"
"Huh? Ah, okay!"
[Blink]
Tuung!
I immediately crossed over and scored.
People were each shocked.
"What the, that bastard. He crossed again?"
"No fucking way, how many skills does he have."
"Yesterday he just ran and scored, right?"
"By the way my leg, aaargh my leg fuuuck!"
The game ended. I received the first arrival reward like yesterday.
I smirked as I returned. You can't do anything no matter what.
'Well, this passed like this.'
I sat on the sofa and took out my phone.
I was going to look up special roles in mafia games while at it.
While looking up various things, I got a phone call.
"Hello, Dong-seok."
-Predator-nim, are you alright?
"The game? I'm getting the hang of it."
-That's a relief. I finished a bit early. I can focus on this from tomorrow.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
What is he saying?
Ending already?
That shouldn't be possible?
Seok-do's diligent voice was heard through the phone.
-The person who was the killer on the first day was a former priest, so he committed suicide by vote saying he couldn't endure anymore.
"...Is that so? You're lucky."
-I guess so. Maybe because of that, it seems like we're exempted from the crosswalk too.
This was tremendous information.
As expected, the two games were linked.
When the evening murders end, the morning crimes end as is too. It was fresh.
I was secretly envious.
But I shrugged my shoulders.
I thought games should be enjoyed to be tasty.
"How are you doing?"
-I've bitten a few more people and made them into zombies to keep with me.
"That's amazing, that works? Metal zombies? Do they listen to you well?"
-At first they resisted, but when I said Predator-nim ordered it, they became obedient.
"Anyway, you're smart, lucky, and versatile."
-You flatter me.
"Alright, I'll visit sometime. Do well."
-Yes, then.
I ended the call.
I turned my gaze back to my phone while resting my chin on my hand.
I engraved the special roles of mafia games in my head while looking at them.
'I didn't have many chances to try mafia games since you can't do them alone.'
As I watched people return one by one like that, evening came.
I gathered people and shouted.
"Everyone may be having a hard time. But don't get mentally exhausted, don't reveal yourself if you don't have a special strategy, and survive viciously. Got it?"
"Yeaaah!"
Everyone did a fighting cheer and went to the game zone.
I felt energized too.
Now 9 people remained at the round table.
I wonder how many will be left at the end of the game.
As soon as I sat down, Jin-in spoke to me. His grinning expression was shitty.
"You said you were Sung Ikhyun?"
"Hm?"
"It's been a while. Do you remember your teacher? Huhu."
"Yes, I remember."
Then the people around became interested. As if looking for something to pick at.
"What, you knew each other?"
"Wow, daebak."
"You two aren't trying to do something, right?"
"Hey... have some manners."
I sighed.
There was no need to act familiar but I did.
It means he has some intention.
Jin-in smiled as if being generous.
"You were such a quiet and good student. I remember it all."
"That's right. Teacher, you really set an example too."
"Yes, but why were you like that at the end?"
People murmured.
"What, was he a thug?"
"He must have committed a crime."
"A school bully?"
Alright, now it begins.
"Beating up a friend who mocked my mother may be a bad thing, but it's not against morals."
"Our country is a nation of law."
"If that law fully protects victims, then yes. I'll agree."
The atmosphere immediately reversed.
Now it's time to counterattack.
"More than that, I want to talk about teacher."
"About me?"
"Yes, you slept with female students following the principal, didn't you? It even came out in news articles?"
"What? You..."
"It seems different from the career counseling I know. Why did you do that?"
People gradually glared at Jin-in and murmured.
Jin-in was flustered.
"W-what are you saying? When did I?!"
"Come on... why are you hiding it? This isn't a faculty evaluation meeting. Spill it."
"I'm telling you it's not true! You disrespectful bastard! Do you do this to your father too?!"
I smirked. There was one way to wrap up this kind of argument well.
"Ah, everyone. It was all an act. Teacher, is this good? Haha, laugh. Someone might think it's real."
I finished while whistling.
People laughed along then just stared at Jin-in.
With this, I made Jin-in's image into trash.
Jin-in gritted his teeth. With a bright red face.
Then someone cut in.
It was Yang Heo-mi.
Today she came with a ferret doll hanging on her shoulder.
"But, who's the real killer? Let's end this quickly if possible? I need to get nail care."
The atmosphere became solemn. Because there's one bastard among us who commits murder without a care.
"Then shall we each reveal our jobs?"
Everyone's gaze gathered on Jo Young-tae at his words.
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