From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

"June's still sleeping," Jisung said. "Should I go wake him up?"

Jisung was about to go to June's room when he suddenly felt a big and strong presence behind him.

Jisung gulped as he turned around, seeing Casper with a murderous gaze.

"Don't. Wake. Him. Up."

Jisung pursed his lips and sat back down on his chair.

"Yeah, wasn't even planning on it," he awkwardly chuckled.

"It's been a while since he hasn't gotten a good rest," Casper continued. "Let him rest."

Akira scratched the back of his head. "But didn't Mr. Ong tell him that he should still join our practices? The showcase is a month away. They will even announce it later to the public!"

"June can catch up quickly," Sehun said. "Let's leave him for now. It's the first day of his vacation!"

"Yeah," Jaeyong nodded in agreement. "I still can't believe that Mr. Ong agreed to it."

"Well, Jay had already preempted everyone on his Navel account that June wasn't feeling well. In the end, our fans created a hashtag that trended in the country."

"I saw—#LetJuneRestThisJune, right?" Akira asked, chuckling to himself. "Our fans are really special. They can even come up with such creative hashtags."

Zeth nodded. "Well, it seems like it worked. Azure had no choice, so they issued a statement that June wouldn't be able to join any official schedules for the week."

"Let's not make him practice, too," Casper said. "Cats need a lot of rest."

Ren, despite being weirded out by his teammate, nodded in agreement.

"Let's go then. We still have a lot of preparations to make."

With that, the seven members left to go to their practice room, leaving June all alone in his slumber.

However, June's slumber wasn't peaceful at all.

Even though it was his first official rest day, he couldn't shake away his responsibilities outside of being an idol.

In the end, he had no choice but to sit on his bed and stare into oblivion.

"What am I going to do now?" he muttered.

Just then, he remembered an important aspect that he had overlooked.

His gaze hardened as he stared at his phone, looking at the camera footage that he got from the hospital.

Before he left the hospital after collapsing, he decided to hack into the CCTV camera right outside Grandma's room since he felt that someone was watching them during that time.

Then, when he saw a familiar dark figure looming over the shadows, he realized that his family's safety was at risk.

With that, he dialed Haruto's number, knowing that his friend had quite a lot of connections.

His butler, Marcus, was already enough testament to that.

"June!" Haruto exclaimed. "It's been a while. You didn't contact me after our last conversation."

June smirked. "Apologies. I was busy."

"I saw," Haruto said. "Well, you've always been a workaholic, so there's no surprise about that."

June chuckled in amusement. "I'm on a short break now, though, so I might be able to meet up with you."

"Oh, really? That's great," Haruto said. "Do you have some time tomorrow?"

"I do," June said. "Would you like to meet up then? I also have some things I want to ask you."

Especially about the briefcase.

"Sure," Haruto said. "We can go to my restaurant."

June's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Well, it seemed like his friend was much richer than he had anticipated. He may not have become an idol, but he might actually be richer than most idols.

"Just send the address," June said.

"Yeah, sure."

"For now, though, I have a favor to ask you," June continued.

"Go ahead," Haruto said.

"Where did you get your butler, Marcus?" he asked.

"Oh, Marcus?" Haruto asked. "Do you want a butler of your own? I can arrange that for you. However, you can't get Marcus

—anyone but Marcus."

June shook his head. "Don't worry. I don't need a butler."

"However, I do need a guard," June said.

"A guard," Haruto muttered. "I guess that works. Marcus is also my personal bodyguard, and he has a lot of trusted people in the industry. How many do you need? I'm assuming you need a lot since you're hella famous now."

"No, not for me," June said. "For my brother."

Haruto's eyes widened in surprise. "You have a brother now?"

"Non-biological," June responded.

"I see," Haruto said. "Yeah, I can do that for you. I can even pay for the guards myself. Just send me the details. I'll have them ready by tonight."

June smiled. "Thanks, Haruto."

"Anytime," Haruto happily said. "See you tomorrow!"

"Hmm," June hummed before ending the call.

Then, he decided to preempt Minjun with what he was planning.

June: Bought you bodyguards. Take care of them.

Little bro: Yay, I've always wanted more!

June frowned as he read Minjun's text. However, he let it go since Minjun was just weird like that.

With that, he decided to get up from bed and do something productive while he tried to figure out where the briefcase would be.

He still had the clue saved on his phone, but it clearly wasn't enough to bring him to the exact place.

He was hoping that meeting up with Haruto would let him gain a little bit of insight.

Just then, his phone went off, and he saw that a lot of people had texted him after the announcement of his hiatus.

Hana: That's right! You should rest.

Jay: I did it! I had the company arrange a statement for you. Please give me a pat on the butt.

Jia: Umm, I know it's been a while, but I hope you're doing okay! Rest up. We'll wait for you no matter how long.

June smiled as he read through the texts. Although Jay's text weirded him out a bit.

With that, he decided to do some household chores and clean their dorm. However, he got bored in the middle of it.

He realized that he had been working so hard for the last couple of months that he had forgotten what rest felt like.

June thought he was going to enjoy this vacation to the fullest, yet here he was—a million thoughts running inside his head.

"This won't do," June muttered, standing from the couch before putting on his black cap and black mask.

It seemed like he was transported back in time—when he was beginning to get recognized by the public.

Somehow, it brought a smile to his face.

He had really come such a long way compared to before.

Then, he paused, feeling genuine happiness bloom inside his heart.

"Hmm," he hummed.

"Maybe this is also tracing my origin."

With that thought in mind, he locked their dorm before heading out.

He didn't have a plan, nor did he know where he would go.

However, he wanted to explore the city—he wanted to see how far he had come.