From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

June ran away before he got devoured by the trainees that wanted his bunny hat.

He looked at the fluffy piece of cloth with disdain.

“Why do they like you so much?”

He tried placing it on, but it couldn’t fit his head because of his cat mask. Instead, it just awkwardly sat on top of the cat ears.

Well, this was useless. This didn’t suit someone like him.

Someone prettier or cuter would suit this item more—someone like Jisung or Minx.

He placed the bunny hat over his shoulder and rested one of his hands against a small table. However, instead of a flat surface, there was a huge dent underneath the tablecloth.

June quickly removed the tablecloth and saw a pair of shoes underneath.

Not just any kind of shoes.

They were ballet shoes!

June tilted his head to the side in confusion.

Is this one of the items?

Most probably. Why else would it be horribly hidden underneath the tablecloth?

June glanced at the timer and saw there were only 5 minutes left until the end of the item hunt.

He decided to walk back to his spot while wracking up some ideas on what to do with his items.

“I can’t find any more items,” C-Jay whined. “I guess I’m stuck with these darts or something.”

“At least you can show off your non-existent skills,” Jangmoon said. “I have a book! What the hell am I going to do? Read to the audience?”

Akira chuckled, holding a strange instrument. “Lucky me. I found something I can play.”

“What’s that?” June asked.

“It’s a Koto,” Akira responded. “It’s a zither instrument, similar to a guitar and a harp. It’s a good thing my mom forced me to learn this instrument when I was younger. Now, I can show off my skills.”

It was similar to China’s guzheng. It was used in folk or traditional court music. June can already imagine Akira singing while playing the instrument.

It would make a pretty neat combination.

“I’m so unlucky,” Minx pouted, holding up a human head?

June jumped in surprise. “What the hell is that? A mannequin head?”

C-Jay chuckled. “You don’t know this one, brother? It’s the mic they use for ASMR.”

“ASMR?” June asked. The hell was that?

“You’re such an oldie at heart,” Akira chuckled. “It’s famous on YouWatch. I don’t get why you’re complaining, Minx. This would create a good live stream. You can try different triggers while whispering to the starlights.”

June frowned. “Oh, it’s that weird fetish with whispering?”

“It’s not a fetish!” Jangmoon exclaimed. “I use it to help me sleep.”

Just then, Jisung joined them empty-handed. His hands were still shaking, scared from the thought of doing a casual livestream with the starlights. Jisung was used to performing onstage, and although he usually got nervous before the start of a performance, he becomes a different person during the actual performance.

However, since this was something that didn’t involve performing and focused more on talking, his social anxiety was gradually getting worse.

“You don’t have an item yet?” Akira asked.

Jisung nodded, anxious. He glanced at the timer and saw there were only less than 3 minutes left.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do,” he said.

“Who has an extra item?” Akira asked. He looked around until his eyes landed on June’s items.

“Woah,” Jangmoon exclaimed. “You’re so lucky, brother! You could dance and act cute in front of the starlights.”

June grimaced.

That’s two things he isn’t good at.

“These are ballet shoes,” June stated the obvious. “Do you know how to dance ballet?” he asked Jisung.

“I’m ballet-trained,” Jisung said. “It’s one of my dance foundations.”

June unhesitatingly gave him the ballet shoes. “Then, use this.”

It’s not like June could dance ballet. He’d only end up humiliating himself if he used the item.

“Really, brother?” Jisung asked with wide eyes. Just thinking about having the chance to perform ballet in front of the starlights already eased his mind.

“Yes, it’s fine,” June said.

“Ah, I really don’t know what to do with my stream,” Minx suddenly whined. “I don’t like ASMR!”

June placed the bunny hat on top of Minx’s head and squeezed its paws. The ears went up while Minx looked at June with wide eyes.

Hmm, it suits him well.

“Keep this one, then,” June said. “If it makes you feel better.”

“Are you sure?” Minx asked.

June nodded. “It doesn’t fit my head.”

Akira frowned. “Then, what are you going to use?”

There were merely 30 seconds on the clock, and June had given all his items away.

He glanced around the room until his eyes landed on a familiar material.

“That one,” June pointed.

“What?” his friends exclaimed. “What the hell are you going to do with that one?” C-Jay asked.

June shrugged, taking the large item and placing it next to him. “I’m quite good at this one.”

“Alright, trainees. Time is up!” Minho exclaimed. “Please go back to your original spots.”

The trainees went back to their original spots and waited for the next instructions.

Gun and Minho observed the room as the trainees organized themselves.

Minho chuckled when he saw one of the trainees with a princess tiara and wand.

“What is that trainee going to do with a basket of fruits?” Gun asked.

“Probably a mukbang,” Minho responded. “Azure is really crazy. I’d be miserable if I ended up with an ASMR mic.”

“Well, it’s a good thing he has bunny ears with him,” Gun said. “It suits him as the youngest trainee in the competition.”

“I guess some trainees are just luckier than others,” Minho said, looking at the higher-ranked trainees who all had decent items.

Gun narrowed his eyes at June, who stood at the back of the room. “What…is that?” he asked.

Minho frowned while looking at June’s large item.

“Cleaning supplies?”

Meanwhile, the Janitor in the next room frantically searched for his rags and soaps—” Where the hell are my cleaning supplies?”