[She knows, of course, that there are other roles to Mafia, or it'd just be a flat out slaughterfest. It's supposed to be a strategy game of some sort--at least, with the doctor, and the detective, and all of those roles, it is.
She suspects, if it was set up this carefully, there were roles like that too, but--
But even for Futaba, it's hard to think logically at a time like this, when all that keeps cycling through her head is "thirty deaths", and that Akira was there, and--]
But... you're still here, so... [...] So you didn't die. [... Right? That's... that's what matters here, even though it's horribly, deplorably selfish. But between thirty some odd strangers dying or Akira dying...she knows where her initial concerns lie.]
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She suspects, if it was set up this carefully, there were roles like that too, but--
But even for Futaba, it's hard to think logically at a time like this, when all that keeps cycling through her head is "thirty deaths", and that Akira was there, and--]
But... you're still here, so... [...] So you didn't die. [... Right? That's... that's what matters here, even though it's horribly, deplorably selfish. But between thirty some odd strangers dying or Akira dying...she knows where her initial concerns lie.]