From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show-Chapter 918: Saving June’s Career

"Keep an eye out for him, alright?" Jay said.

It was already dawn, yet he was still there. June had settled in Haruto's extra room as planned.

They talked about ways how to salvage June from the situation. Although June said he was fine, they felt like they just couldn't stand there and watch.

"Do you happen to know where the rest of the contents of the briefcase are?" Haruki asked while Jay arranged his items.

Jay shook his head. "I know there's a lot more information out there. I believe June is the only one who knows such information. We've never talked about it, and I'm not going to force him."

"Me too," Haruto muttered. "I'm just curious. Why is he so calm? Does he have something up his sleeve?"

Jay sighed. "June's so unreadable," he said. "However, what we can do now is trust him and support him in what he's going to do."

Haruto nodded in agreement.

"Well, I need to go back to the dorm," Jay sighed, appearing tired. "I still have the other boys to handle. I can already imagine the chaos that would ensue once I arrive."

"Oof," Haruto muttered. "That's something I cannot do. Well, good luck to you. I'll keep June here in the meantime."

"Yeah, thanks for that," Jay smiled. "I'll check back tomorrow. Please tell him to lay low while we fix this. I'm afraid his safety is in jeopardy."

"Don't worry," Haruto said. "I have cameras everywhere. I can also activate the special locks."

"Special locks?" Jay asked with one eyebrow raised.

"Don't think about it," Haruto chuckled. "You better worry about the other boys."

Jay sighed and nodded, massaging the bridge of his nose.

"Alright," Jay said. "I'll try to come back tomorrow."

Haruto nodded while Marcus led Jay out of the penthouse.

"Alright," Haruto muttered as the two of them left. "Let's keep an eye out on June!"

***

"Where the heck is June?" Haruto exclaimed. He decided to stay awake in case June woke up early. However, he found himself asleep on the couch.

Haruto had searched every corner of the house, but June was nowhere to be found.

Marcus came from the camera room and pursed his lips.

"He left," he said.

Haruto pursed his lips. "Crap," he muttered. "How can he outsmart my special locks? Jay is going to strangle me once he finds out! Do you think he ran away?"

"I don't think so," Marcus said. "Like Jay said, he doesn't have anywhere to stay."

"That doesn't make it better!" Haruto said. "What if he has been kidnapped? Or got sucked in by my toilet?"

Marcus pursed his lips. "I will order a search for him, sir."

Haruto nodded, wheeling his wheelchair back and forth out of nervousness.

Meanwhile, June was in a small Teokkboki place that looked like it had existed since the 80s. The workers were around Minjun's age-a sign that it was family-owned.

Although it low-key felt like child labor, these restaurants usually had the best food.

In front of June was none other than Minjun, who was looking at him with bright eyes.

"Well, that was fast," he said. "I said we'd meet once you're unemployed-and look at you now!"

June, who had a bucket hat on, lowered it down as he shook his head.

"Are you happy?" he asked.

"To see you? Very," Minjun responded. "It's been a while. But, the unemployed part? It's unexpected."

June sighed. "Well, we'll be seeing each other more often from now on."

"Nice!" Minjun said, raising his fist high in the air. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

June shook his head in amusement.

"Anyway, do you have a plan regarding this? You're all over social media. You still have a lot of supporters, but it's only a matter of time. If we prolong it further, then the public is bound to find to believe in the rumors."

"I know," June said. "I thought hard about it yesterday. Technically, I don't have a company to back me up. I also can't join another company as I'm practically blacklisted until the verdict comes out that I'm innocent."

"So, I decided to post something on my Navel page. However, I had been logged out."

"What?" Minjun exclaimed.

"Yeah," June sighed. "The company has access to our individual accounts-for surveillance purposes."

Minjun opened his phone. "The account is still up, though," he said, showing him the screen.

"You can recover your account and post something on it. We can even set something up for a live stream!"

"How are you going to do that?" June asked.

Minjun clicked his tongue and shook his head. "I forgot you were stupid at this. Do you know your email, at least?"

"Yeah," June answered.

"Then, that's all we need to know. Now, let's go. We need to deny it quickly to settle the fire!"

June looked around the shop and frowned. "Where are we going to film it?"

Minjun puffed up his cheeks and thought of something.

"Well, we can't film it in a public place. You're going to get tomatoes thrown at you."

"Gee, thanks," June muttered.

"So, we need to go somewhere private. But you don't want to go back to your friend's house

just yet, right?"

June nodded. "I feel bad. Jay's doing so much, even though I already told him to lay low. I

don't want them to get hurt, too."

"O-ho," Minjun exclaimed. "What a caring man."

June rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"So, do you have an idea?" he asked.

Minjun nodded, a small smile playing on his lips.

"I have the perfect place!"

June nodded, silently telling him to continue.

"Our house," Minjun said. "It's big and private, and only our workers are there!"

June's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Your house? Don't you think it's more dangerous? Your mom might fry me alive once she sees me."

"Don't worry," Minjun said. "My mom is out on a date again. She won't be home until the

night."

"So, we have all the time that we need!"