From Thug to Idol: Transmigrating to a Survival Show

June froze as soon as Haruko uttered those words.

His brother?

What brother was he talking about?

Was it another brother that June didn't know about?

[Maybe, it's Haruthree this time.]

'Shut up. You're not funny.'

Or was it one of the members of CHAOS whom he referred to as a brother?

Or maybe the 'brother' he was referring to was actually a hitman he hired to get revenge on June?

Well, he could probably fight them off. However, if they had a gun, then June would be at a disadvantage!

June found himself increasingly more curious as Haruki stood from the grass with narrowed eyes, looking for his so-called 'brother.'

Meanwhile, June was on his toes as he prepared for the worst.

"Faster, you bastard!" Haruki shouted, causing June to tilt his head to the side in confusion.

He, too, narrowed his eyes when the four-wheeled figure slowly made his way to where the two of them were.

"What is that? A transformer?" June asked, earning a slap on the back of the head from Haruki.

"You're such a menace. I can't believe you're saying that after everything I've shared."

June pursed his lips, still feeling more confused than ever.

He lost his 20/20 vision, so the person's face wasn't too clear. However, when he got closer and closer to the two of them, June's face paled, wondering if his eyesight was really that bad.

"I'm hallucinating," June whispered. Nonetheless, Haruki was still able to hear him.

"You're going crazy," he remarked.

"I think I am," June muttered. "Because why does that man look like you?"

Haruki's brows furrowed in confusion, wondering where June was coming from.

"Did you lose your memories or something? How could you not recognize him?" Haruki asked.

June didn't bother replying since he kept his gaze on the person coming toward him. Now that he was closer, he caught a glimpse of the wheelchair he was in. Behind him was a tall man wearing a suit, his get-up screaming that he was a butler.

The two of them finally arrived, and June still couldn't believe his eyes.

"H—Haruto?" June stammered, feeling mistaken.

Based on his looks, the person before them was definitely Haruto. However, Haruto was buried six feet underground—just right below where they were standing.

Haruto smiled and waved at June.

"It's been a long time…partner," Haruto chimed.

June pursed his lips and felt the world spinning. He stepped back and found himself losing balance.

However, before he could fall, Haruki held onto the small of his back, stabilizing his posture.

Haruto chuckled loudly, pointing a teasing finger at his long-lost friend.

"Goodness," Haruto said, holding onto his stomach. "You're still clumsy like I remembered."

"But dang, you're very handsome now. I thought I was the handsome one between us two, but it turns out you have a lot of potential hiding inside you. What a cruel, cruel man you are. Care to share with me some of your beauty secrets? I definitely need them."

June frowned in confusion before slapping himself—strongly and loudly.

The twins froze when they saw the red mark on June's pale skin.

"What the heck are you doing?" Haruto asked.

"I—I'm dreaming," June absent-mindedly said.

Haruto sighed, making his butler push him closer to June so he could hold onto his hand.

"You're not," Haruto assured. "I know it's very hard to believe that I'm here after all the years I've been away, but I'm here now. You've got your friend back."

June pursed his lips and looked into Haruto's eyes. The Haruto in his visions—the happy Haruto—was the same person he was looking at right now.

"But…but you're dead!" June exclaimed.

Haruki and Haruto looked at each other with wide eyes.

"What? You're killing my brother now?" Haruki exclaimed.

"That's you," June said, pointing at the gravestone.

Now that Haruki was standing, June could read the letters on the stone clearly.

"You're literally buried—"

June immediately stopped talking when he read the contents of the stone.

Wait…

Were those numbers always there?

'Haruki Abe'

'1965-2020'

June turned to the twins with wide eyes. "This is not you?" he finally asked.

"No," Haruto shook his head. "That's my dad. I believe I told you back then, right?"

June felt like he was placed in a catapult, thrown into a tower of nails, impaled a thousand times, and had gotten tetanus poisoning with everything that was happening.

"I can't believe this," June muttered.

"You said you lost the brother that you knew!" June exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at Haruki.

Haruki frowned. "I did! Look at him," he pointed at Haruto's disabled figure. "He can't even dance like before because of his disability. He lost his dream of being an idol—so he doesn't have the same spark!"

Haruto cleared his throat and raised his hand.

"Well, to be fair, I did fall off a three-story building. I think I'm quite lucky that only my legs were affected, you know?" he chimed, trying to light up the atmosphere.

"Besides, I'm doing a good job with producing songs now. I can even afford a butler. Marcus, say hi!" he excitedly introduced the tall man.

"Good to meet you," Marcus briefly said, bowing at the waist in respect.

However, the two arguing men ignored his greeting.

"You told your mother that your brother was gone," June remarked.

Haruki's frown deepened.

"I knew it! You were eavesdropping on my phonecall when you passed out that day, huh? Sneaky bastard," Haruki spat.

"And for your information, Haruto was gone! He stayed in the States to receive treatment, but he still can't have his walking ability back!"

"I'm back now, though. Isn't that exciting?" Haruto exclaimed happily.

June shook his head in disbelief.

"Then, why would you even call me a murderer? I've been sleeping less at night knowing that I killed your brother," June nearly shouted.

"That's because you are!" Haruki exclaimed in an equally loud voice.

"Your brother's still here," June said, pointing at Haruto.

"I'm not talking about my brother," Haruki sighed. "You killed someone. Haruto said that you did."

June turned to his friend with wide eyes.

Haruto scratched the back of his head as he felt the tension increasing.

Then, he sighed in resignation.

"Marcus, go and take a break."

"Yes, Master," the butler said, bowing once more before walking away with robotic movements.

"Master?" Haruki whispered to himself.

"I think it's time I finally confess the truth," Haruto said, suddenly turning serious.

"I haven't been completely truthful…"

"There are things I kept from the two of you."