From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

"Bye, boys!" Jay excitedly waved his hands as the members of EVE got out of the car. He was excited about his friendly date with June, which Casper was definitely not happy about! "Can't I really come?" Casper asked. June shook his head. The less people who knew about June's plan, the better. "Nope," he said. "See you later." With that, Casper grumbled before shutting the car door close. "So, where to?" Jay asked as soon as they were gone. June brought out his phone and showed him a location. Jay's eyes brightened. "Ooh, fancy!" he exclaimed. "We're going to Gangnam?" "Yes," June said. "I have to meet someone there." "Okey dokey," Jay chimed. Jay started driving, so June decided to open up a conversation. "The plan that we have," June started off, making Jay raise his eyebrows. "I think we need to add in a few extra steps," June said. Jay's eyebrows immediately furrowed. "What?" he asked. "I thought you were in a rush because you never know when you're illness is going to kill you." "Hmm," June hummed. "I'm not sick anymore, though." "Don't step on the brakes," he added, already aware of Jay's habit when he was shocked. "Good save," Jay muttered. Then, he turned to June with wide eyes. "What do you mean you aren't sick anymore?"

"Well, technically, I was never even that sick in the first place. I was just anemic," June responded. "Backtrack a bit," Jay said. "You're making my head hurt." "Dr. Oh switched my hospital results with Grandma's, and they were mistaken about my diagnosis. It's that simple." "Oh, we're here," June said, pointing at the modern-looking building that was owned by his friend.

Meanwhile, Jay absent-mindedly parked the car in front of the building. June got out of the car as if he didn't just reveal such an important piece of information. Then, inside the car, Jay let out a chuckle. "I'm going crazy." June clicked his tongue, opened Jay's car door, and pulled him out of the car. "Don't think too hard about it," he said. "Just think that nothing of that sort happened in the first place." Jay let out a chuckle once more. "I've been acting so courageous," he muttered. "I've broken so many rules, too." "And you're telling me that it was for nothing?" he exclaimed, holding onto June's shoulders. June smirked and removed his grip from his shoulders. "It's for the better. Come on," he said, about to pull Jay inside when they suddenly saw a number of men in black suits going inside the building. They were all well-built, which caused Jay's eyes to sparkle back to life. "Ooh, handsome men," he said. "What work does your friend do?" Meanwhile, June frowned, feeling even more suspicious. "I see," he muttered after a while. "The yummy guys just don't stop!" Jay continued. He had always been weak against tall, muscular men! June turned to him with one eyebrow raised. "You were weak against Jangmoon, too," June remarked. "Have you considered that, maybe, the reason why you can't hold onto your relationships is because you actually like—" "Aww," Jay said, not even listening to him. "It's over!" June clicked his tongue before shaking his head.

"Well, I guess I'll support you with whatever makes you happy." With that, he gestured for Jay to come in, who looked even more excited. However, as they entered through the doors, the group of muscular men were nowhere to be found. Instead, there was one huge man in the middle of the room—one that June recognized. Marcus appeared surprised when he saw June, and he quickly stood to bow to them. "Master June," he greeted. Jay's eyes widened. "You've got such buff men calling you master?" June ignored his manager. "Good afternoon, Marcus," June said. "I've already told you. You don't have to call me master."

Marcus nodded before lifting his head. "Yes," he said. "Are you here to see Mr. Haruto?" "Yes," June said. "Is he in?" Marcus nodded once more. "He's in his office. You can stay here for a couple of moments so that I can inform him of your presence." "Thank you," June said, sitting on the expensive-looking couch situated in the middle of the 'restaurant.' "Dang," Jay said right by his side. "You have a friend this rich, and you didn't even bother telling me." June continued to ignore Jay as he looked around Haruto's restaurant. When he first came by, Haruto had claimed that he closed the entire restaurant.

However, the restaurant looked empty today, too, which June found strange. Before he could ponder upon it even more, Marcus came out from the back, bowed at them, and pointed to the direction where he came from. "I shall lead you to Master Haruto's office now," he said. June nodded before turning to Jay. "Stay here with Marcus." Jay, surprisingly, took it very well and nodded excitedly. With that, June followed Marcus to an office behind the 'kitchen.' There were some workers whipping something up, which was once again strange since they didn't have any customers. "Here, June," Marcus said, opening the door. June smiled and entered inside the room, finding his friend behind his table with a wide smile. June looked around the office, a small frown emerging from his face. The more he stayed here, the more his suspicions were being confirmed. "You visited?" Haruto excitedly exclaimed. "You should have told me beforehand." June smiled. "I'm sure that would be more convenient," he muttered. "What was that?" Haruto asked. June shook his head and walked to the seat in front of him. "It's been a while," June greeted. "It has," Haruto said. "You're life is never boring, isn't it? You just saved the city from a gunman emergency!" "Hmm," June muttered.

A silent moment passed before they simultaneously spoke. "I didn't come here without a reason," June said. "I'm sure you didn't come here for nothing," Haruto also said. The two of them chuckled after their statements. Then, June's face hardened before looking up to meet Haruto's eyes. "I need your help," he said. Haruto's eyebrows furrowed, sensing the urgency of the situation. "Sure," he responded. "Just as long as it won't be out of my expertise." June smirked. "It won't be. In fact, it would be right up your alley." Haruto tilted his head to the side. Something about the way June said those words confused him. "What do you mean?" Haruto asked, his tone softening.

June's smirk widened as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned back against his seat. "Great job hiding your den as a restaurant, Haruto." "You almost fooled me."