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How to Die in a Company That Turned Into a Labyrinth Chapter 39: In This Case, I Choose 6

Chapter 39: In This Case, I Choose 6

The⁠ demonstration round of‌ The Breath of​ Judgment continued.

“Good.‌ Now you may⁠ perform two actions.​ One is ‘Accept’‍‌‍ and the other‍ is ‘Verify.’”

If⁠ the testimony is‌⁠ true, accept it.⁠‍

If⁠​​ it is false,‍‌​ verify it.

“Try⁠‌⁠ making a decision.”‍

Currently,‍‌‍ the top face‍⁠‍ of the die⁠‌ shows a 6.​‌

And‍​ Do has just⁠⁠​ testified that this‌ event corresponds to‍ the “first perfect​‌​ number,” meaning the‍⁠ smallest perfect number.⁠‍‌

Therefore,‌⁠‌ the testimony is​ true.

“Accept.”⁠‍

Bang!⁠​

[Testimony‍⁠​ X: “Aaaah! What⁠​ I saw was⁠‌‍ the first perfect‌‍ number!”]

[(Accept)|××]⁠​

Below⁠​ the statement, among‌​ the options “Accept”‍‍ and “Verify,” a red seal appeared​ over “Accept,” while⁠​ “Verify” was crossed‌‍‍ out.

“When​​ you accept a testimony, its truthfulness‌ is not revealed.​ Even if you⁠ judge a false​‍ testimony as true,‍ the Breath will‍ not judge you.”​

That‍‍​ means if I consider a testimony⁠⁠ to be true⁠ and accept it,‍ I will never⁠ know whether I was right or​ wrong.

And‍‌‌ even if I’m‌​⁠ wrong, I won’t‍ receive any penalty.‌

“Now‌⁠‌ try verifying it.”​

A second identical copy‌‌‍ of the same‍​ statement appeared.

“Verify.”‍⁠‌

Bang!​​

[Testimony‍‌ X: “Aaaah! What‍ I saw was⁠ the first perfect‌ number!”]

[××|(Verify)]‍⁠

“Do⁠‌‍ not hesitate.”

As‌ that solemn sentence​ descended upon me,‌‍‌ I heard a hissing sound coming​‌ from the gas‍‌ mask.

“Mmph…!”‌

Startled,‍‌ I immediately held‌‌‍ my breath and‌ tried to remove⁠‌ the mask.

Naturally,​‌‍ it was useless.⁠‍

The​‌ mask wouldn’t come​⁠ off my face.⁠⁠

It‍‌​ was as if⁠⁠ it were part​‍​ of my skin.‍

“This⁠‍‌ is still only‌⁠‌ a demonstration. Nothing‌‌ that can harm‍‌⁠ you will happen.”‌⁠

“Haa…‍​​ Please warn me‌‍‍ before doing things‌‌ like that.”

Ignoring‌​ me, Do continued​ his explanation.

“On‌⁠ the other hand,​‍‍ when you verify​‌⁠ a testimony, its⁠​​ truthfulness is revealed​‌ immediately. If you⁠⁠ verify a false​‌ testimony, nothing happens.‌⁠ But if you‍ verify a true‌ testimony believing it‌​ to be false,⁠‌ the Breath will⁠ judge you.”

“Will⁠⁠⁠ I die instantly‌⁠ if I inhale‍‍ it?”

“The​ Breath of Judgment‌‍ enters one breath​ at a time.‌ With a single​ breath, blood will⁠‍ begin pouring from⁠⁠ your eyes, nose,⁠‍​ and mouth. The​‌​ more Breath you⁠ inhale, the faster​​ and heavier the‌ bleeding will become.”⁠⁠‌

It‌⁠‌ seemed to be​​ some kind of‌‌ poisonous gas that‍ caused hemorrhaging.

Holding‍​ my breath probably⁠​ wouldn’t help.

The​ mask couldn’t even‍‌ be removed.

And⁠‌ even if I tried, I would‍‍ die from suffocation‌‌ in a little​​‌ over a minute.​‍​

“After‌⁠​ about three breaths,‍ the game will‌ end. You may⁠​​ even drown in​‌​ your own blood⁠​ before the internal​ bleeding kills you.”‌‌

“Ah.”⁠

That‍‍⁠ means I can‌ withstand two breaths.‌

Three,⁠‍ if I’m lucky.​

“You‌⁠‍ truly will make​‍ an excellent gambler.”‍​

The‌​‌ corners of all​‍‍ twenty-one eyes curved⁠ upward, as though⁠‌ they had read​​​ exactly what I was thinking.

“There⁠‌‌ will be a total of six​‌⁠ events. If you⁠ manage to solve​‌‌ all six and‌⁠ remain alive for⁠​‌ more than six​ minutes, you win.”⁠

“Don’t​‌​ I need to‍ correctly determine whether​​ they’re true or​ false?”

I just have to​‍​ survive?

It⁠‌‌ doesn’t matter whether⁠‍​ I correctly accepted⁠‍‍ a truth or‌‌‍ correctly verified a lie?

“Is‍⁠⁠ that what you‍‍​ think is important?​ What truly matters‍​ is deciding what‌‍ to believe and‌‌​ what not to‌​⁠ believe.”

Something​⁠ didn’t add up.‍‌‍

If‍‌⁠ I accept a testimony—

The‍​⁠ event ends regardless​⁠ of whether it‍‌⁠ was true or‌ false.

I receive no penalty.‌‌⁠

On‌‌ the other hand,‍⁠​ if I verify‍‍ a testimony…

Nothing‌ happens if it’s‍ false.

But⁠​ if it turns⁠‌ out to be⁠‍ true, I inhale‍ poisonous gas.

Then…​

Wouldn’t‍⁠⁠ it be enough​ to simply accept‌​⁠ everything?

I looked at the‍​​ gambling die suspiciously.​‌

There⁠ was no way⁠ he hadn’t realized‌⁠​ that.

And​‍ there was no⁠‍​ way he would​⁠‍ offer me such‌ a simple game.⁠​⁠

“There‍‍ is no wager⁠⁠ without tricks.”

For‌⁠‌ some reason, that​​ phrase came back⁠‌‌ to me.

I had a feeling‍ that winning The‌‍ Breath of Judgment⁠​ would not be‌‌ so easy.

I didn’t know exactly⁠⁠‍ what trick Do‌ intended to use.‌⁠​

But‌‌ he would probably⁠⁠ try to prevent​‍​ me, somehow, from‌⁠​ simply accepting every‌ testimony.

Even⁠⁠‌ so, I didn’t⁠⁠‍ believe my chances‌​‌ of winning were​‍ zero.

Because,​⁠‌ in theory, every‍‍ labyrinth problem always⁠ has a solution.‌‌

Assuming‌ you survive long​⁠‌ enough to find‍⁠ it.

“Then‍ let us begin‍ The Breath of‍‍​ Judgment.”

In​⁠⁠ other words, the‍‍ fact that Do‌ had proposed this‌‌ game meant there‍ was a possibility⁠‍ of victory.

And⁠​ if there was​‍⁠ a possibility—

Then⁠‌ I could win.‍

And​⁠ if I won…‍

I could get Jung‍⁠‍ Jiho out of‍ the labyrinth.

…I‌​​ could save someone​​‍ from the labyrinth‍‌‍ with my own​‌‌ hands.

“Yes.‍ Let’s begin.”

Clack.‍

The‌ die rolled and‍ finally stopped.

Top‌‍‌ face: 1.

“An​⁠ event has occurred.⁠ I will begin‍ my testimony.”

[Event‍ ① – Statement​ of 1]

[Testimony⁠ A:   ⁠]

“I⁠‌‍ saw it clearly!”⁠

The‌ statement continued in​‍ the voice of‍‍​ an unknown young​ man.

“The‌​ number of eyes⁠ is equal to‌‍ the floor number⁠‍ where the exit⁠‍ of this labyrinth‍​ is located!”

“You​⁠​ cheating bastard.”

At⁠ that moment, I realized I was‍​‌ doomed to lose.​‌

***⁠​

When‍⁠ someone hits the⁠⁠ back of your‍​ head hard with⁠ a thick book.​

Something‌‍‍ like that shook‍ my mind.

[Testimony​⁠⁠ A: “I saw⁠ it clearly! The​ number of eyes⁠​ is equal to‌‌ the floor number⁠‌​ where the exit⁠‍‌ of this labyrinth​ is located!”]

When‍​​ you receive a hard blow to‌​‍ the back of‍ the neck with⁠⁠ a thick book.⁠⁠

Something​‍ like that shook⁠​ my mind.

[Testimony‌​ A: “I saw‌⁠​ it clearly! The​‍ number of eyes‌‌ is equal to​​‍ the floor number‌‍ where the exit‍​ of this labyrinth⁠‍‍ is located!”]

It​​ was a game‌⁠ I was destined‌ to lose.

Because‌​‍ of the nature⁠ of labyrinths, which⁠⁠‌ respect “doors,” I assumed the exit⁠‌​ was on the‍ first floor.

But‌ an assumption was‍‌ not a certainty.‌

And‍⁠ if I could‍​ actually confirm it,‌‌‌ all the better.‍

If⁠ the labyrinth itself‌⁠ guaranteed it, there​‌ could be no‌‌‍ more reliable proof.⁠​⁠

“This…”‌‌​

If⁠‌‍ I wanted to⁠ know the truth,‍⁠‍ I had to‍⁠ verify it.

If⁠​ I accepted it,​ I would never‍‌‌ know whether it⁠ was true or‍​ false.

Only‌⁠ by verifying it‌​ could I find‍‌‌ out.

And​⁠‌ of course, if⁠‍ I verified it‌‍ and it turned​⁠​ out the exit​ was not on​​⁠ the first floor,⁠⁠ then I would‌⁠‍ be correct and‍‍ everything would be‍​‌ fine.

But​ if it really​​ was on the⁠ first floor…

Then​‍ I would inhale‌ the poisonous gas.‍‌‌

Haa…‌

A game that could⁠⁠​ be won simply⁠​⁠ by accepting all​‍ six statements in⁠ a row.

And​‍ yet, he was‌ using this kind⁠ of trick to‌‌⁠ prevent me from⁠ accepting them.

“No‍‌‌ way. This is‍ too…”

Unfair.‍‌​

That‌ word reached the‌‍‍ tip of my⁠⁠ tongue.

“Then‍ do you think‍ it makes sense‍​ to escape this​ labyrinth simply by⁠​ winning a single‍‍ game?”

The⁠‌ die’s voice descended​ coldly from above.‍

The‍​ enormous pupils embedded​​ in its six⁠ faces seemed to​⁠‌ be laughing at‌‌⁠ me.

“It​ is precisely because‍ it doesn’t make⁠ sense that the‍​ wager exists.”

That‌‍‌ a single game⁠‌ could change a life.

Yes.‍

That‍ was a wager.​‍​

“Asymmetry.​ Irregularity. Irrationality. That‌ is the essence⁠⁠​ of gambling. If‍‍⁠ it made sense,‌‌ it would be‍ nothing more than‍‍ a simple transaction.”⁠⁠

I had known that‍‍​ when I accepted.‌

But‌⁠ even so…

“Decide.​​ Do not believe‍‍​ the time granted⁠ to you is‍⁠ infinite.”

I clenched my teeth.⁠​⁠

“…Verify.”⁠

Bang!‌‌

[Testimony‌‌​ A: “I saw⁠ it clearly! The⁠‍ number of eyes‌‍‌ is equal to⁠ the floor number‍ where the exit‍​‍ of this labyrinth‍ is located!”]

[××|(Verify)]​‍‍

No‍‌ matter how convinced​​‍ I was that‍‌ the exit was​‌‌ on the first⁠ floor, it was⁠‌ still only an‌⁠​ assumption.

And‍‌⁠ if, by some‍‍ remote possibility, it⁠⁠⁠ wasn’t there…

If‌‍‌ I passed by‌​‍ an exit located⁠​ on another floor…​⁠‍

I might never get‌⁠ out.

No.⁠​​

Not⁠ that.

I don’t want that.‌‌

I have to get⁠ out.

I…‌‍

“Do‍‌ not hesitate.”

Hissssss—​​

“Y-You⁠‌​ bastard…! Kugh!”

In⁠ the end, that​‍ metallic liquid burst‍ violently from the‍​ depths of my‍ body.

The⁠‍ blood pouring from⁠‌⁠ my nose didn’t‌‍ even reach my‍‌ lips before I started coughing blood‌‌ inside the mask.⁠‍‍

The‌⁠‍ blood I expelled​ struck the mask‌ and flowed back‍​⁠ inside.

“Cough…‌ Ugh…”

My⁠ vision blurred.

Drops‍ of blood mixed‌⁠ with tears fell⁠⁠ onto my pants.​​​

My‌​‍ whole body trembled.‌

It​​‍ felt as though​ claws were tearing‌ apart my internal‌⁠ organs.

Breathing‍​ was difficult.

A salty metallic taste‍⁠‍ lingered on the‌‍‌ tip of my‌‌⁠ tongue.

“The‍​‌ event has concluded.”‍‌

**‌‍​

Do⁠ not doubt. The‍ exit of the​ labyrinth is on⁠‌ the first floor.‍

**⁠

Shhhk.‍‍

The‍ statement slid aside.‍​

“Ugh…”‌​

And‌⁠⁠ that was after‌‍⁠ inhaling only a single breath of‍⁠​ the Breath of‌ Judgment.

If‍​ I was already‍ this bad after‌⁠ one, I felt​⁠ that after three​‍⁠ I wouldn’t die⁠ afterward—I would die‍‍‍ right then and​ there.

Did‌ I do something‍ unnecessary?

Wouldn’t‍‍‌ it have been⁠ enough to simply‌​ believe that the‍‌ labyrinth’s exit was‌ on the first‍​ floor…?

No.‍‌

No.‌‌​

I wasn’t wrong.

If,‍‍ in a labyrinth⁠‌ where you can’t⁠‍‍ be certain of​⁠⁠ anything until you’ve‌​ seen it with⁠‌⁠ your own eyes,‌ an assumption can⁠‍⁠ become certainty…

And‍‍‌ the price is​‌‌ only a cup​ or two of​ my blood…

Then‍⁠‌ it’s a profitable‍ deal, isn’t it?⁠‍⁠

“It⁠‌ seems the first​​‌ incident is already‍ weighing on you‍‌​ quite heavily. At⁠‍‍ this rate, I wonder whether you’ll​ even manage to‌ solve the remaining⁠‍⁠ five.”

“Shut​‌⁠ up…”

“Unfortunately,⁠ I don’t have​⁠‌ a mouth to‌ shut. It would​⁠‍ be troublesome if‍‌‍ you lost your‌ eyesight so soon.”⁠

“You‍‍ bastard… not even​‍ once… do you‌​ ever stay quiet…”⁠‌

“I⁠ dislike losing.”

Clack.​

Rrrrk.​⁠⁠

The⁠ red-eyed die rolled​‌‍ across the table​‌ and stopped.

Top‌ face: 6.

“An⁠‍‌ incident has occurred.‌‍⁠ I will begin⁠‌​ the testimony.”

[Incident‍‌ ② – Statement‍⁠ for 6]

[Testimony​‌ B:   ​]

I looked at the‌ new statement placed‍​ before me and⁠‍ nervously waited for‌ the next words.‌

“Ten​⁠​ years have already‌ passed.”

This‌​ time it was‍⁠‌ the voice of​‌ an elderly woman​ in her seventies.‍​‌

“The‌⁠​ number of corpses⁠​ you pulled out⁠‌​ of the Moon‍‍⁠ Well was exactly‌⁠‍ this number, wasn’t⁠​‌ it?”

The⁠‌⁠ fist I had‌​ clenched began to‍​⁠ tremble.

“Violence‍‌ not explicitly listed‍​​ in the game’s⁠​ rules is prohibited.”​

Ah.‍

Ah…‍‌​

I swear I could‍ never count that⁠​‍ number.

A simple six-sided die‍‍ would never be​‌ enough.

“Verify.”⁠​⁠

Bang!​⁠​

[Testimony⁠​ B: “Ten years⁠⁠ have already passed.⁠‌ The number of‌‌ corpses you pulled‌‍ out of the​‌ Moon Well was‌‌ exactly this number,‌​ wasn’t it?”]

[××|(Verify)]​‍

“A‌‌ false testimony stands​​‍ before your eyes.”​‍

His⁠‌‌ voice sounded heavy,‌‍‍ as though delivering‌⁠ a death sentence.‌

“The‍ incident has concluded.”‌​

Shhhk.⁠

The​‌ statement slid aside⁠‍ once more.

Clack.‍‍‌

Rattle.​‌

The‌ ivory-colored die spun‌ several times in‌‌‌ the air, flipped​‌‍ over, and finally⁠ came to a stop.

Top⁠ face: 4.

“An​⁠ incident has occurred.‌‌ I will begin​ the testimony.”

[Incident‍‌⁠ ③ – Statement‌⁠​ for 4]

[Testimony‍‍‍ C:   ‍‌]

“Hey,⁠‍ you know I really thought of‌‌ you as my​‌⁠ own little brother,‌‍‍ right?”

“Ah.”​‍⁠

That⁠‍⁠ voice.

Young.​⁠

The⁠⁠⁠ voice of someone⁠ who had once​⁠ been young.

Someone​ who was the​⁠ same age I am now.

“Mom‌ and Dad said⁠ the same thing.‍ They said they​⁠ felt relieved because‍​ it was like​ they’d gained another‌‍⁠ son.”

“Ah…”⁠

Breathing⁠‌‌ was difficult.

Grrrk.‍⁠‍

Crack.‍‍‌

The⁠‍​ mask.

I couldn’t remove the​⁠ mask.

“So‌‌ if someone had‌ asked me how​⁠‌ many people were⁠ in our family​ before that happened‍‌​ to me, I would have answered⁠‌ with exactly this​⁠‍ number.”

Why?‍‍

Why⁠​‌ does it still‌​‌ hurt this much?‍‌

Why?‍​

Why⁠‌⁠ do I still⁠‌‌ miss him this‍​ much?

I thought I had⁠ already emptied it‌⁠ all out.

Again‌‌ and again.

Without⁠ stopping.

Until⁠ it was completely‌⁠ dry.

“Ugh…‌‌‍ ah…”

I looked at the‍​ four red dots⁠‍ swaying before me‌⁠ and tried to⁠‍​ organize my thoughts.⁠

Right‍ now, this was‍⁠⁠ the third incident.‍

That⁠‍ meant there were​​ still three remaining.​

I had already inhaled‍ the Breath of‌⁠‍ Judgment once.

If‍ I inhaled it​‌ two more times,​‍⁠ I would die.‌​⁠

…So.‍

I can afford to‍ inhale it one⁠‌ more time.

Please.​‍

Just‌​ this once.

Just‌​ once.

“Verify.”⁠

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