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So, who do you think Kitsunka is, a mafia member or a maniac?
A mafia member, she's definitely not a maniac, IMHO. I once pretended I was going to execute her as a maniac to test her for mafia tendencies (as soon as I pointed at Kits, Kosha, instead of the old "Oh, we have no one else to execute but you, even though you're not the best candidate," immediately switched to "Don't listen to him, we were working together, he plays exactly the same way!!!"), which only strengthened my suspicions about both Kosha and Kits being mafia.
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Poppy, kill Plesen.
Yes, the mafia's attempt to save him is also indicative of why the town loves to execute me. x)
There are always options for town members who are candidates for sheriff. They can guess clues, look for connections based on their own investigations or discussions in the thread. But when someone comes along and either hysterically accuses people or makes nonsensical statements, and then votes for half of the people the town already trusts as mafia... that's strange.
Ple-sen didn't try to hide; when surrounded, he continued to stand tall, proudly looking into the eyes of everyone who came to destroy him. Two figures stepped forward and began the ritual, in response to which the figure in black only said mockingly: "I thought that only the previous residents of this house had their brains completely rotten," and laughed. Then Plesen burst into blue flames, leaving behind only a handful of ashes.
As it turned out, yesterday's rebel was under the control of evil spirits, but tonight he received help. This night became the most terrifying for Nebo, so he was even afraid to leave his room. Gur sat in the library as usual. Sometimes he read something, at other times he wrote himself. He would have continued sitting there if a girl hadn't appeared before him. He thought that his imagination was playing tricks on him, but no, the girl wasn't an embodiment of Gur's fantasies and wasn't his muse. She began to dance, and the guy lost control over himself. He stood up and headed straight towards the guest. In the morning, his body was found there; he was sitting at the table, with a book lying open in front of him, opened to the chapter titled "February 14". In the morning, three protective stones were found near Kits Kitsunka's bed, forming a triangle.
Happy Life
Ple-Sen
