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EP.62 Why Am I ■■?!
I briefly recalled my first year of high school.
I was a very quiet student back then.
I didn't really make friends.
It was a continuous cycle of going straight to part-time jobs as soon as school ended.
The only joy in life was meeting noona Ha-ra.
One day there was a parent observation day, so I begged.
I really begged, telling my mom to come because she wouldn't have to treat me as her child anymore.
My mom, who was putting on makeup perhaps to meet another man, came to school.
The problem was that she deliberately wore shabby clothes, maybe to humiliate me.
After class, the biggest troublemaker in our class asked:
"Hey, Sung Ikhyun. Why's your mom dressed like that? Did she get mugged?"
"Watch your mouth."
"Fuck, wanna fight? You trembling 'cause I'm spitting facts? Did you rent your mom from the carrot market? Kihihik!"
That day I couldn't hold back and beat that bastard nearly to death.
Actually, I don't know why I got so angry.
Parents at that time?
It would have been better not to have them.
My father would disappear then occasionally come to take money from my mother.
He even eyed my allowance.
It was about a year before my mother gave me the house and one-room apartment and left.
But I got angry. I still don't know why.
Was it because that woman called mom was still family?
Or was it an issue of my pride?
Afterwards, they tried to mediate through a faculty meeting.
When the other student's parents got furious, they called my father.
But my father, that bastard, came to school with a drunken face and said:
"Why call me for something like this? Do whatever you want, this is a country of law, isn't it?"
Then he just left.
Even the other parents were shocked.
The teachers barely persuaded them and resolved it with a transfer, but.
I could never forget that time.
The faces, place, and atmosphere of that time. Never, ever.
'That bastard of a father, who abandoned his child even when needed.'
That was the last time I met my father.
I closed the door to the world.
I think I safely graduated after transferring to a vocational high school like that.
"Whew."
I came back to my senses.
I ended up in that very classroom.
Curses came out naturally.
The place was definitely that classroom I attended in my first year.
The same Class 1-3 as back then.
The classroom that was once full of students and bright, was now gloomy under the moonlight.
It felt like an abandoned haunted house.
And I saw people seated around a huge round table.
There were 10 seats in total.
Nine seats were filled.
'Why here of all places.'
Bad memories were trying to resurface.
I sighed and went to sit down.
Looking around at the people, I realized I wasn't seeing things wrong.
I saw Jun-sik.
When Jun-sik tried to act like he knew me, I put my index finger to my lips.
I sent a message.
-[Strongest★Ikhyun]: Hyung-nim, what's wrong?
-[Me]: Don't act like you know me. If you carelessly act familiar here, you'll get politically maneuvered.
-[Strongest★Ikhyun]: Hmm, I get what you mean.
-[Me]: Let's just cooperate closely.
I deliberately stayed still. As if seeing him for the first time.
There was actually a separate reason I was surprised earlier.
'Not only is the place here, but Jun-sik is among the people too.'
Of all things, the status window wasn't visible.
Strangely, Balor's Eye wasn't activating as if it was banned.
I tried to use other skills slightly but it was the same.
This shit again.
I don't know why it's blocked. Someone will probably explain soon.
Pong!
Soon another form of Star appeared in midair.
Its whole body was bright red, just like an imp.
He looked around at us then opened his eyes wide and shouted:
"Nice to meet yo! I'll explain the game rule! All skills are sealed in the evening serial killing! Talk to each other for 1 hour! Everything is good! After the talking time passes, decision time comes, when you can choose one person to Kill!"
Someone raised their hand.
They must have gotten curious after hearing this confusing explanation.
It was the guy I saw at the crosswalk.
The one who often acted rough and looked like a gangster.
"Let me ask one thing. Then can't we just take out weapons and kill everyone?"
"No! Disgusting! Such un-Gentle methods are invalid by Rule!"
"Huh?"
"Until decision time comes, everyone can't use skills, but becomes Divine and invincible instead!"
I was surprised, and so were the others. We couldn't use skills in the first place.
Even if we could use them, it meant we wouldn't die since everyone was invincible.
Wow, there's even a system like this.
The man was shocked.
"Huh, so that's how it is."
"1 out of 10 people is in the killer position! The rest can vote to execute someone sus as the killer during decision time!"
"Oh ho."
"The Only 1 killer can kill someone else with a skill during decision time! If they kill over half the others, the killer wins, if executed before that, the rest win!"
Only then did I understand Star's explanation from last time.
So this is what he meant by saying it's like a mafia game.
It was certainly roughly similar.
But I thought it would be quite difficult to catch since there's only one killer.
Everyone nodded as if understanding.
Star spun around once then shook his hips and continued speaking.
"Then are there no other questions? I hope you have a Fun and Cool Game!"
Star disappeared into dust.
I barely sighed in relief.
'His way of speaking is so fucking messy. I never want to see him again.'
It made me realize the antique-loving Star was relatively decent.
Celestial Horse Demon King bastard, maybe he actually has that kind of taste.
A notification came.
[This is an individual notification.]
[You are ■■!]
I hesitated for a moment looking at the notification.
What is this saying?
Am I a civilian or the killer?
'No, fuck. What position? Why are you doing this to me?'
I need to know if I'm a civilian or killer to act.
What am I supposed to do like this?
It was a very burdensome situation.
Like what happened earlier in the day, Star may have given an explanation that didn't lie but hid the truth.
'He said there are civilians and a killer, but there could be a third position too. If that position makes a mistake, the game could tilt.'
But what if I'm in that position?
However, I didn't show it on my face.
Soon Jun-sik stood up and shouted.
"Nice to meet everyone! Shall we introduce ourselves lightly? I'm Hwang Jun-sik!"
Then the gangster-like man frowned.
"Isn't doing that here stupid? What are you trying to do?"
But one of the people objected.
It was a familiar face.
"Hmm, I think it's fine? Even if we're not trying to get close, we can tell if someone is hiding a lot, right?"
It was Kim Woo-sung.
A young woman stepped forward.
"Ahem, then. I'm Oh Dan-hee!"
She was clearly a pretty and well-dressed woman. Should I say she had a celebrity vibe?
Following her, a middle-aged man holding a cross stood up.
"If, if you're too timid to even state your name, it's, it's better to give up! I'm Heo Chun-sam. May the Lord protect me! Heu, heuheuh!"
He didn't seem to be in a good state but I let it be. Guys like that should just believe in God.
The man reluctantly introduced himself too.
"Fuck, you're all so obsessed with roll call. Fine, I'm Yoon Taek-soo."
People introduced themselves one by one like that.
They had conversations.
Jun-sik took the lead, and Ji-hyo guided it along.
Meanwhile, since I couldn't see status windows, I organized them one by one.
'Kim Woo-sung and Jun-sik are people I know so that's done. But.'
Heo Chun-sam who seemed like a cult follower.
Yoon Taek-soo who spammed skills more than anyone.
The taciturn man with a white face, Ko Hyun-soo.
The tall celebrity-like woman Oh Dan-hee.
The well-dressed elderly man Jin-in with a somehow familiar impression.
The clearly fat Jo Young-tae with a doll tucked under his arm.
Up to the middle-aged woman Yang Heo-mi adorned with luxury goods with a fairly handsome appearance.
They all had very different vibes.
As if carefully selected and gathered.
'It's frustrating not being able to see status windows.'
I could immediately know who the killer is. Then Yoon Taek-soo clicked his tongue.
"No, let's just gang up and kill one person! Yeah, you with the hood on. You!"
"...Me?"
"Yeah. Why are you so quiet? Aren't you the killer?"
"What kind of logic is that?"
"Do we need logic? In these times?"
Yoon Taek-soo sneered instead.
But Ko Hyun-soo was chic.
"I'm not the killer."
"Of course you'd say you're not, idiot."
He even picks a fight recklessly.
That kind of behavior isn't good.
There's only one killer here now.
In usual mafia games where there are multiple culprits, when they move organizedly, a guy like that would be helpful.
But what if that guy is a civilian, and he's falsely accusing someone?
How will he deal with that backlash?
Jun-sik expressed reluctance and Jin-in stepped forward calmly.
"Everyone stay calm. Why are you so desperate to eat each other?"
"What about you, old man? You must have killed people to survive until now too. Are you proud?"
"I feel sorry about it. But, the times make heroes. There's no obligation to die quietly."
Wait a minute.
I thought I'd seen him somewhere.
That Jin-in bastard was my homeroom teacher in high school.
'Ha, how did he age so quickly? He still had black hair back then?'
Regardless, Jo Young-tae chimed in.
"Oh geez! Oh jeez! Let it go!"
I smirked.
Young-tae's appearance seemed clearly meant to draw attention.
I should keep a close eye on that guy.
[Decision time has come.]
[Please vote.]
Partitions came down from above so we couldn't see each other.
A piece of paper appeared in the air like a notification.
10 names were listed.
I was at a loss.
'I have to pick one of these? I can even vote for myself?'
I licked my lips and voted for myself.
I need to know who I am first. I know this is gambling but I was strangely curious.
Afterwards, the partitions disappeared.
I froze looking around.
[Decision time over! Voting ended!]
[Total voting results: Yoon Taek-soo 7 votes, Jin-in 1 vote, Sung Ikhyun 1 vote, Hwang Jun-sik 1 vote]
[Yoon Taek-soo has been executed. He was a civilian!]
People were surprised at the unexpected result.
"What? It wasn't that person?"
"Then who's the killer?"
"More importantly, who voted for me?"
"This feels uneasy..."
Amidst the awkward atmosphere.
[Returning!]
We returned.
Looking at it, it's not a strange event.
Yoon Taek-soo drew attention and died.
But why do I feel so unpleasant?
I had a strange sense of déjà vu, like trying to cross when the traffic light is green.
'My head isn't working. Okay, sex is the remedy at times like this. Should I try something novel this time?'
I went to the shop window and bought an aphrodisiac. Then I went up.
My target was Seo-hyun. She was conveniently showering in the bathroom.
I spiked her water bottle with the aphrodisiac. It was colorless so it wasn't noticeable.
'Now shall I wait?'
So Seo-hyun, I need to eat you.
I'll erode you more!
I sneakily returned to my room like that.
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