From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show - Chapter 924: Off Limits

“Where the heck is that guy?” Minjun asked as he frantically opened all the doors on the second floor.

He started at the left side since he specifically told June not to go to the farthest room on the right. However, he was nowhere to be found!

Their time was limited, and June needed to get out of the house right at that moment. It was times like this when their big house was a disadvantage.

As he arrived at the middle of the floor, he felt a chilling sensation run down his spine. “He didn’t,” he muttered.

However, Minjun felt that June, indeed, did it. So, he ran to the farthest room on the right, placing his hand on the doorknob and twisting it open.

Minjun cursed under his breath and opened the door. He was surprised when he saw June standing in front of the door, appearing like he had seen a ghost.

He clicked his tongue and held onto his wrist, dragging him out of the room before June could even utter a single word.

“I told you not to go here,” Minjun scolded, turning around to lock the door before proceeding to drag June to the first floor.

June still wasn’t responding, and Minjun continued shaking his head.

He, himself, had only been in that room two times. Those two times, his mom scolded him profoundly. After that, he never dared enter it again.

Minjun sighed in relief when they finally reached the front door.

He pushed June outside, who still appeared out of his mind.

“Contact me when you get home,” Minjun said, about to shut the door. However, June stopped the action with his foot.

“What?” Minjun asked. “You need to go! My mom changes slowly, but she’ll be done soon.”

“Minjun,” June said, his eyes showing his seriousness. Minjun frowned, wondering why he looked so serious.

“That person above the door-”

“Minjun, where are you?” Lena’s voice was heard from afar.

The young boy quickly shut the door before June could even finish his question.

Lena frowned when she saw her son walking back from the entrance.

“Why did you come from that direction?” she asked with narrowed eyes.

Minjun sighed. “Were you always this suspicious, mom?”

“It’s because you’re acting strange,” she reasoned.

“You gave birth to a weird son. Deal with it,” he said. “Now, let’s go. It’s been a while since we ate together because you enjoy eating with Lei more.”

Lena’s face softened. At first, she was upset that their date was canceled. It was the second time that Lei had done it, and although she understood that he was busy because of June’s issue, it still upset her.

However, it was actually good that it got canceled.

She smiled and placed her hands on Minjun’s shoulders. “Mom’s sorry,” she lightheartedly said. “Let’s eat more often from now on, huh?”

Minjun sighed, not knowing what to make of her promise. He didn’t want to expect anything only to be disappointed in the end.

With that, he merely nodded with a weak smile.

“Yeah,” he muttered.

Meanwhile, June had just snapped out of his daze as he traversed through the huge manmade forest that Minjun’s rich neighborhood had.

There were some houses next to theirs, appearing as big. June could tell that the people who lived there were in another salary bracket.

Just then, it flashed in his mind-the photo.

At that moment, June’s expression hardened. Starting from his transmigration, he already knew he was part of something big. However, the fact that these things were so well- connected made him feel that everything that happened was really for a reason.

He shook his head and hailed a cab.

“Millionaire Residences, please,” he muttered.

The driver nodded and quietly drove to the condominium.

On his way there, June saw his billboards. A small smile graced his face. When people called him a legendary billboard artist, he couldn’t really comprehend it.

However, it all made sense now.

His face was literally everywhere.

They still hadn’t been taken down-which was a good thing. However, June knew it was only a matter of time.

He shook his head and concentrated on the streets instead, not bothering to glance at the billboards. Somehow, it made him feel a little bit melancholic.

“We’re here, sir,” the driver said.

June brought out some money from his wallet and handed it to the cab driver before getting out of the car. He went to the elevator and pressed the number of the highest floor, whistling as he waited to arrive.

Then, he inputted Haruto’s combination on the pad before entering through the door.

Haruto, who was still anxiously wheeling himself back and forth, looked up when he heard the door open. His eyes widened in relief when he saw it was none other than June.

“June!” he exclaimed.

June nonchalantly waved. “I’m back,” he sighed.

Haruto sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. “I’m back?” he exclaimed. “That’s all you have to say when you’ve been missing since morning?”

“I went to a friend’s house,” June said. “I didn’t run into trouble.”

“Even if!” Haruto said. “You should have told me where you were going. I even had Marcus arrange a search party for you.”

“A search party?” June asked with a frown.

Haruto clicked his tongue and waved him off. “That’s not important anymore. What’s

important is you’re back now. I saw your live, too. It seems to be gaining good attention. However, Lei would soon pull out something that would ruin your momentum.”

June nodded.

“So, what’s your next move?” Haruto asked.

June pursed his lips as he sat on the couch.

“You said you had the head’s identity,” he started off.

Haruto’s face turned serious as he went closer to June. He looked into his eyes before

nodding.

“Yes,” he said. “I found out where he lives. Do you still have the briefcase with you?”

June remembered where the briefcase was. Then, he nodded.

“Somehow,” he muttered.

“Kim Kwan seems like a pretty friendly guy,” Haruto continued. “However, he’s closed off

from the real world, and that’s why he hasn’t been found in so long.”

“Hmm,” June hummed. “I see. Are you sure you’re correct?”

Haruto bit his lip. “I cannot be a hundred percent sure, but all arrows point to him.”

“Alright,” June said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“Then, it’s time to make a little visit to the head.”

“Tomorrow,” he added. “Drive me to UN Village tomorrow.”