The Setup

6:30 a.m.

On the rooftop of Green Team Base.

The Bard looked awful. It was obvious he hadn't slept all night. He glared angrily at the Drunkard across from him.

"Drunkard!"

"How dare you come looking for me?!"

"Yesterday, you told me you'd gotten a Card that could confirm someone's identity, and that you'd seen Rapeseed Flower was the Traitor. That's why I stood up for you."

"And what happened?"

"You just used my trust to lie to me, didn't you?!!"

"Now I'm afraid no one at the base believes me anymore!"

"Even Lucky One was avoiding me a little yesterday, and stumbling over his words when he spoke to me!"

"Tell me, are you the Traitor or not?"

"Give me a straight answer!"

"After all, my weapon isn't dangerous, and you know that."

"Let's take out the other Traitor first. Then you can slowly kill the other players, and the two of us can fight it out at the end!"

The Drunkard and the Bard hadn't entered the game as a team.

They had played a game together before and survived it together.

Matching up again this time was just a coincidence.

Although the Bard didn't trust the Drunkard, he knew the man had a certain amount of skill. That was why he'd teamed up with him: one of them would operate in the open, while the other stayed in the shadows, and together they'd try to manipulate the game.

And what happened?

Now the Bard's situation was getting worse by the minute.

Things weren't going any better for the Drunkard, either, yet he still acted as if he didn't care.

The Bard was practically furious to death.

The Drunkard smiled at the Bard, whose emotions were clearly unstable, and said in a hoarse voice, "A Traitor would never