From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

844  Noir Jisung

8 hours earlier… "What do you mean?" Jisung asked, looking at June with a small frown. "Well, the plan's still not set in stone, but it could if you would help me," June started off. Jisung straightened his spine and nodded. "What do you need?" Ren and Akira joined their huddle. "We'll help you, too." "You see—I have these clips of Mr. Kim in my phone, but I don't have his contact number. The faces of the other people aren't blurred, too." The boys stopped in their tracks and looked at June. "That's it?" Jisung asked. June raised one of his eyebrows in inquiry. "Yes," he deadpanned. "I would ask someone I know," he started off, pertaining to Bo Wen and Haruki, "but they're not responding. Moreover, it's hard to blur the faces when they're moving." They were still frozen for a few minutes before bursting into laughter. June frowned, feeling offended. "What?" he asked. "I thought you guys wanted to help me." Akira leaned onto Ren for support, who quickly shoved him away. However, that did not stop him from laughing his ass off. As June watched them continue to laugh, he let out a long sigh and started making his way back to the living room. "But it really is hard," he muttered, having already tried it. He had done it with photos (thanks to Minjun's help), but the videos were another story! "He's sulking," Jisung said, clicking his tongue and slapping Akira and Ren on the shoulders. Akira shook his head. "You laughed, too!" With that, the three of them went to the living room to tend to their second-youngest member. "June," Ren started off. "Come on. I'll do it. I have a background in video editing, so I can help you." June raised his head, still having a subtle glare, causing the others to look at each other with amusement. They didn't find June threatening at all! Much more like a cat who didn't get what he wanted.

June silently handed him his phone before crossing his arms in front of his chest. Ren resisted the urge to pinch his cheeks as he sat on the couch and started blurring the faces of the other people in the video. "Now, where can we find his number?" June asked, turning to Akira and Jisung. "That's easy," Akira said. "You can just search the internet." June frowned. "You can do that now? I thought you had to hack into someone's phone or something?" "That's so old-fashioned," Akira chuckled. "CEOs these days market themselves online, and I'm sure this guy has some kind of professional profile lingering somewhere." Jisung nodded and started searching for Mr. Kim's name. It didn't take long before he found his professional portfolio, one that included his contact details. "Here it is," Jisung smiled. "See? It's all here." "That's amazing," June innocently said. Jisung scratched the back of his neck. "I just searched his name, though," he muttered. "I'm also done," Ren said. June turned to him with wide eyes. "You're amazing, too. That was so fast. I tried to cover it frame by frame." Ren pursed his lips. "I just downloaded an app," he whispered. "Thanks for this," June said. "Now, I just have to send this to him."

"Do you need help with that, too?" Akira asked. June clicked his tongue. "Of course not," June said. "What do you think of me?"

With that, June brought out his phone and was about to send Mr. Kim the videos when he was stopped by Akira. "What now?" June exclaimed. "You can't just send him the videos and expect him to see it," Akira said. "I bet he gets thousands of messages every day!" June frowned. Although he had been in the gang for years, he had never done things like this. Bo Wen was the expert when it came to these kinds of threats. June was more concerned with physical threats than anything else. "You have to intimidate him," Akira said. "Here, let me try." With that, Akira grabbed June's phone and started typing. "You have three hours to live…" Ren clicked his tongue and took the phone from Akira's grasp, quickly erasing what he had typed.

"Are you a criminal?" Ren exclaimed. "You can't do that." Ren smirked. "In fact, I do," he boasted. He held onto June's phone and smiled. "Congratulations! You have won a free luxury car!" Akira shook his head and grabbed the phone from Ren's hand. "Bitch, that's illegal, too. Are you scamming him or something?" he asked. Akira sighed. "It worked on me before," he muttered. The two of them started arguing about what to send when Jisung took the phone. "Oh, Ji," Ren said, placing his hand over his shoulder. "You shouldn't meddle with these matters. You're too innocent for this." Jisung sighed and started typing on June's phone. The other three watched him, their eyes widening with every word he wrote. Then, afterward, he gave it to June with an innocent smile. "I think it's best if we are truthful about this. That way, we'll be able to capture his attention because he knows that something like it truly happened." Akira absent-mindedly read his text out loud. "Good evening, Mr. Kim Minsoo. This is coming from a concerned citizen. Recently, videos of you engaging in unacceptable behavior have been circulating around in the corporate world. Fortunately, I stopped the spread before it got to important people. However, this is only temporary." "The land—give it up. Otherwise, this might just be posted all over social media." "Dang," Ren muttered. "I believe that." "Same," Akira agreed. June smiled and patted Jisung's back. He actually had a talent for this! "Good job, Ji," June said. Jisung nodded and straightened his back, appearing like a cute puppy who had been praised for being good. "…and he's back to normal," Akira chuckled. "I swear—you turn into a completely different breed when it comes to June." June stared at the message once more before hitting send. Then, he sent all of the videos he had gathered, knowing that it would do the trick.  n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om