From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show-Novel

"Oh goodness. I think he's really upset," Jisung said, pacing back and forth.

"If anything happens, then it's Akira's fault. He planned all of this," he blamed.

"Yah!" Akira exclaimed. "You all agreed that it was a great idea."

Jaeyong scratched the back of his head. "Maybe we shouldn't have planned to play all rock in the first game. I think he realized that we were ganging up on him since then."

"But the second round was real," Akira said. "We didn't plan to play all paper while he played rock."

"Looks like June's luck is still shitty after all," Zeth said.

"Anyway, he'll probably feel better once he sees our surprise for him!" he continued.

"So, let's do our best until he comes home."

They all nodded in agreement.

However, there was still a nagging feeling in Jisung's mind.

"I think he's really upset, though."

***

Meanwhile, June was on his way to retrieve the first item on his list. When the mission was first revealed, June instantly knew where he would get it.

He arrived at the hospital and entered Grandma's room. She was all alone while watching a black-and-white TV show.

As June made his presence known, Grandma's eyes instantly widened. She turned down the volof the TV and excitedly coaxed him over.

"You're here?" she asked.

"Hi, Grandma," June smiled. "I'm sorry that I only cby just now."

"What are you talking about?" Grandma asked. "I'm surprised you even visited today. You should be celebrating."

Celebrating?

"Ah, right. We won in a music show yesterday," June muttered.

"Anyway, I apologize, but I won't be able to stay here for long. I'll actually just drop this off," he said, referring to the fruit basket in his hand.

"Of course, I understand."

With that, June stood from her bed and placed the basket of fruits on the table.

However, he didn't fail to get the single red apple left on top of it.

He placed it in his bag and smirked.

"One item down," he muttered.

"I'm going now, Grandma," he smiled once the apple was secured in his bag.

"Hmm," Grandma hummed, waving goodbye.

"By the way, Happy—"

June whistled happily as he gently closed the door, ready to retrieve the next item.

***

Now, this was a problem for June.

A kiss on the cheek from a crazy witch?

Now, where would he find a crazy witch!

He had already driven to Itaewon to get the hotpot kit his members were craving and was now looking for a crazy witch that he could ask for a kiss on the cheek.

He didn't bother knocking at the door as he entered. There, he saw the crazy witch he was pertaining about.

"I'm sorry, we don't accept walk-in clients. Mr. Pablo is resting right now," she said.

"Crazy witch," June said, making Jenny lift her head.

Her eyes widened in surprise. "June? What are you doing here?"

June sighed. "I need something from you."

That made her even more surprised. "You? From me?"

June nodded, not knowing how to ask Jenny for a kiss on the cheek.

He had been the most worried about this particular item. First, he couldn't just kiss a random woman on the cheek. So, Jenny was the perfect woman since it would seem like a kiss to a family member—no strings attached and all.

"Do you needto get Pablo for you?" she asked.

June fervently shook his head. He didn't need another crazy witch!

"Just—just kisson the cheek," June said, causing Jenny to scream out loud.

"What?" she asked, not believing his words.

"Look—I need it for...something," June muttered. "I don't have to explain myself! Just do it for a second. Not even a second but for a millisecond."

"You are insane," Jenny said. "You were cute when we were toddlers, but no way in hell am I going to give you a kiss on the cheek right now."

"I'll send you spictures of Casper sleeping," June deadpanned.

Jenny pursed her lips together before sighing in defeat.

"Deal."

With that, he secured the second item, with sof Jenny's black lipstick even staining his skin.

"Disgusting," June said, wiping it with a disgusted look on his face.

Jenny glared at him. "Fuck off! You were the one who askedto do it."

"Whatever," June said. "I'm going now."

"You chere just for that?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah," June said.

She sighed and shook her head. "It's fortunate that it's your special day. I'm letting you off the hook this time," she said.

"Bye, crazy witch!" June said, waving goodbye before going back to the car to drive to his final destination.

***

Now, it was onto the last item on his list.

A knife from a jealous jerk.

It didn't take long for June to identify a jealous jerk in his life—

Lin Zhi.

However, he wasn't in the mood to search for Lin Zhi's address or to get into trouble for breaking into his room.

So, he settled on the next best thing.

He entered their dorm building and picked the lock of the unit right next to them.

He could have just knocked like a normal person, but that wouldn't be fun now, would it?

June finally picked the lock and entered BOYMYSTIC's dorm, looking around the place with a grimace.

It seemed like they weren't too different from the members of EVE. Their dorm also looked like a pigsty!

June shook his head and went straight to the kitchen, where he saw a rotting piece of pork knuckle dish on the sink.

"Goodness," June muttered and looked around for a knife.

Then, he saw a single sharp knife perched on top of their microwave, making him smirk.

He then looked around to see if any of the members were there

—particularly Nico.

He was the jealous jerk that June was pertaining about! However, it seemed like no one was there—or so he thought.

After an hour-long crying session in the shower, Nico emerged from the bathroom. His eyes were swollen and blurry because of the tears, and they continued to fall as he thought of BOYMYSTIC's impending disbandment.

However, as he passed by the kitchen, he felt like he saw a black figure standing in front of their microwave, making him halt.

Then, he tilted his head to the side in confusion before taking a step back to see if what he saw was real.

At that moment, June turned around with the large knife in his hand, looking like a psycho murderer straight out of a movie scene.

Nico's face paled with the thought of getting stabbed...and before he knew it, he passed out on the cold, hard ground, the towel around his hips unraveling and revealing his schlong.

June nonchalantly watched the scene unfold before him. He secretly enjoyed seeing Nico in such a vulnerable state (not like that, you imbeciles!).

He felt like Nico was a minor inconvenience in his life—not one he would consider an enemy, but annoying enough that June wanted to do something petty to him.

"Thanks for the knife, dude!" he said before stepping over his body, leaving him in the sstate.

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