From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

"A den?" Haruto asked after a while, his face red from the accusation. "What are you talking about?" Haruto continued to feign innocence, but June wouldn't be fooled. He already had a hunch that his childhood friend didn't have such an innocent business. He was way too rich and had way too many connections for someone who was just a 'producer' and a 'restaurant owner.' "You had me fooled there for a moment," June said. "But I know better than anybody else." Haruto smirked. "And what is it that you know?" "This restaurant is just a facade," June claimed.

"You don't have any customers despite it being a bustling Saturday afternoon." Haruto leaned against the back of his wheelchair. "What if we were just closed?" "That still doesn't explain why you don't have an 'open' sign at the front. You claimed to have closed it off when we met, but I beg to differ. This place is not a restaurant. It's a meeting place." June looked around the room and saw that there were many loopholes—secret entrances. It resembled the offices that Laohu had, so June knew that there was something more than what meets the eye. "And the biggest giveaway," June said, bringing out his phone and pulling up Marcus' picture. With the help of Bo Wen, he was able to discover Haruto's butler's real identity. "He's a hitman," June deadpanned, making Haruto surprised. "When we first came here, a bunch of men also entered. I knew, right off the bat, that they weren't any normal men. They wear the same uniform as Marcus." Haruto was still at a loss for words, so June continued speaking. "You could continue denying it, but there's no use," he smirked. "I also know that the guards you provided for Minjun weren't any ordinary men." "You, my friend, are involved in something darker than what your family knows." Haruto pursed his lips and kept his gaze on June's phone. Meanwhile, June continued smirking, waiting for his friend's revelation. After a while, Haruto finally smiled, causing June's smirk to widen. "You got me," Haruto said, leaning his elbows against his table. "It seems like you also have good connections on your side," he continued, gesturing to Marcus' information on his phone. "You should refer this guy to me. I'm sure he'll be a great addition to our team," Haruto said.

June chuckled. "He's not interested in the industry anymore. Besides, he exclusively works for me," he boasted. Haruto shook his head in amusement. "So, what is it that you think I do?" he asked, curious about June's response. "Based on the information I have, I would say that you run a gang," June said. Haruto's face twisted into a grimace. "Oh hell no," Haruto said, causing June to chuckle. "We're not a gang," he denied. "We are so much more than a gang." Haruto crossed his arms in front of his chest. "In fact, we're even against them," Haruto continued. June smirked as he finally got it. "You run a group of hitmen," June concluded. Haruto mirrored June's smirk. "Bingo," Haruto said. "I'm only telling this to you because I fully trust you." "But, we're unlike any other group of hitmen you've seen before. After I jumped off of the building and lived, I felt like I was granted a brand new chance. I must have hit my head pretty hard since I wanted to do something other than being an idol." "Instead, I wanted to bring justice to everyone who has been oppressed like us," he continued. "So, I designed this group when I met Marcus in Japan. I had been making decent money from being a shadow producer while recovering, so I helped him out. Turns out, there are a lot of people who are good at targeting other people!" "Then, I created this organization with the sole purpose of eliminating those who had wronged society but have not been apprehended because of the rotten laws that govern the land," he said with a frown. "Why haven't you sniped Kim Young Do just yet, then?" June asked. "Because he has someone backing him up," Haruto said. "Someone more powerful than I am. We're still a new organization, you see. But hey, this industry actually pays well." June looked around his office once more. "I can see that," he muttered. "We call each other The Robin Hood, by the way," Haruto proudly smiled. "You know? Because we do bad for the sake of good! It's honestly really fun."

June pursed his lips. "What a creative name," he sarcastically said, but Haruto took it as a compliment. "So, that's how it is," Haruto chimed. "I'm surprised that you're taking this really well. Most people who know about this nearly passed out when I told them." "Who else knows?" June asked with a frown.

"Haruki," he said. "Honestly, he was the only one I told this information to. You, on the other hand, guessed it—which is still really surprising." June chuckled. "I thought Haruki was supposed to be cold." "That's just a facade," Haruto chimed. "He's one big baby in the end." "Anyway," Haruto said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Now that I have shared my side of the story, I think it's time that you share yours," he continued, looking at June with a mischievous glint in his eyes. June frowned at the sudden shift in his tone and disposition. "What do you mean?" June asked. It was now the time for Haruto to smirk. "I'm not the only one who has been keeping secrets," Haruto started off. "I have been observing you since we met, June, and I find something really, really strange."

"You say that you have lost your memories, and I nearly believed you." "However, no matter how I look at it, there's something that's out of place." June froze as Haruto moved his wheelchair and went closer to him.

Then, his jaw hardened as Haruto narrowed his eyes at him. "Almost like you're a completely different person," Haruto whispered. June's breath got caught in the back of his throat. After that, Haruto smirked, leaning closer to June. "You're not really June, are you?"