From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

"Shh!" June exclaimed loudly, making Casper zip his mouth shut. Casper pursed his lips and largely gestured for him to stop approaching Luther instead. As much as Casper would love to get Luther down to the ground, he also didn't want June to be mauled and permanently scarred because of his cute, black cat.

However, June continued to inch forward, trying to keep as silent as possible. Then, he brought out his phone and pressed on the video recording, wanting to capture the sound that resonated under the tree branches. It was the subtle meowing of cats mating, and June never expected for him to get inspiration from such an absurd event.

However, he did. Aside from all the strengths that Casper had listed, it also seemed like Luther had a cute voice. To add to that, the white female cat on another tree branch responded well to Luther's cute meowing.

The two of them had a back-and-forth, almost sounding too cute to handle. However, June kept calm and tried to record the sound for as long as possible, even liking how it was progressing. Then, a small smile appeared on his lips.

Maybe Luther getting lost didn't happen for no good reason. June could now understand what Minjun had been telling him—a simple song with a lot of appeal. June closed his eyes and savored the moment, almost getting serenaded by the sounds of their meowing.

However, his bliss was cut short when the sound suddenly halted. June opened his eyes and saw the black cat staring straight at him. And worse than that, he was inching closer and closer to June.

June's eyes widened, finally realizing why Casper was going crazy on the ground. Luther only likes pretty cats. June scooted back, suddenly feeling fearful. "Luther, no!" Casper exclaimed, suddenly speaking into a megaphone.

Wait...a megaphone? June looked down at the ground and saw Casper with what seemed to be policemen or firemen on the ground. It wasn't only that.

Surrounding him were a handful of locals, all seemingly curious about what was happening. "Fuck," June muttered under his breath. Then, he felt the small creature pounce at him, making him close his eyes. 'It's alright,' he comforted himself. 'You've already been shot, stabbed, kicked, and even died. How bad would being molested by a cat get?' he thought.

June waited for the impact, but nothing came. He still felt a slight weight on his lap, though, so he wasn't sure if Luther was only waiting for the right moment to attack. June hesitatingly opened his eyes and saw the black cat on top of his black pants.

His black eyes were staring right at him, and June held back the urge to coo. "You are pretty cute," he whispered, lifting his hand to pet Luther. Now, June had a hunch about why Casper was obsessed with the pretty cat. "Let's go down now, shall we?" he whispered, cradling Luther in his arms. Then, ignoring the stares and whispers of the people downstairs, he swiftly and skillfully went down the tree, still in a good mood despite Casper's dramatic ass.

At least he got some inspiration for their song production. He made sure to put his mask back on before jumping to the ground. There, he saw Casper running to where he was.

June was hesitant to let Luther go, but he didn't want to show Casper that he had become fond of his cat in that short interaction. "Luther!" Casper exclaimed, cradling the cat and placing kisses on his head. Just then, the people on the street burst into claps. "Wooh! What a brave young man!" "You are a hero!" "Thank you for saving our dearest Luther!" "Such a good person!" June's face palmed as he shied away from the attention.

Meanwhile, Casper continued crying as he now held Luther high up into the air and twirled him around. June clicked his tongue and held onto Casper's sleeve, pulling him into a secluded area. Casper, on the other hand, was still smitten with Luther. "You called the police department," June deadpanned. "Only because I thought you were going to be mauled," Casper responded. "And the fire department," June added. "They had the long ladder," Casper smiled. "And an audience," June sighed. "They came on their own accord.

They must have been fascinated by my handsomeness." "You're wearing a mask...and a cap. It definitely wasn't your handsomeness but your loud-ass voice that captured their attention." "Whatever," June sighed. "It didn't seem like they were recording anyway." From what June saw, the people who watched what happened were from the older generation. So, Casper was most probably not lying. "At least Luther's now safe," June said, holding back the urge to pat him. "Right?" Casper excitedly exclaimed. "Oh...I almost forgot to introduce the two of you," Casper started off.

June waved him off. "There's no need. He's just a cat anyway. He probably doesn't understand—" "June, this is Luther," Casper said, ignoring June's words. "And Luther, this is June." Much to June's surprise, Luther meowed softly, almost sounding like a 'hi.' His eyebrows raised as Luther gazed up at him.

There was a small bit of white under his eyes, making him look sentient. June stepped back. It really did seem like Luther understood Casper's introduction. "I really thought you got severely injured since you didn't appear for a while," Casper started off. "I was just...observing," June muttered. "Luther appeared to be wooing another cat." Casper's eyes widened, looking at the cat with betrayal. "You're growing up so fast!" he whispered to the cat.

Then, he turned to June. "Was she pretty, at least?" "Yes," June sighed. "She also made pretty sounds," he whispered, causing Casper to step back in surprise. "That's what she said," Casper couldn't help himself from saying. "Oh, shut up," June snapped. Casper zipped his mouth shut and merely smiled. "Thank you, June," he sincerely said, deviating from his crazy self. "It really, really means a lot." "I didn't tell this to other people since I thought they weren't going to take me seriously. I knew that Luther getting stuck on a tree isn't the biggest problem in the world—or maybe it isn't even a problem for other people, but you have to understand that I consider Luther as my first genuine friend." "He was there when no one else wasn't, and I want to be there for him whenever he needs me," he whispered.

June sighed, nodding in acknowledgement. "It's alright," he said. "I know that he's important to you." "I just have one question," June added. "I thought he only liked you and pretty cats. I think you must have been mistaken on that part. He was pretty calm when he approached me." Casper smirked, lifting Luther so he was near June's face. "I wasn't lying." "Luther must think that you're a very pretty cat." June's face fell. "Isn't that right, Luther?" "Meow."