PRINCE FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION BECOMES AN IDOL

chapter 15

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"Ahem, ahem."

He cleared his throat a couple of times to announce his presence, and only then did the members, startled, turn around to look at him.

"Excuse me. I thought the place was empty, so I entered after punching in the code."

"Ah, we usually go out on holidays, but..."

Heungmin got up from his seat and greeted Dojae.

Apparently, today was an exception.

"We heard you were coming today. Is that all your luggage?"

Dojae nodded lightly.

He had only one suitcase in his hand and a backpack slung over his shoulder.

That was all his luggage.

To be honest, there weren't many

clothes worth bringing among Kang

Dojae's belongings, so he packed mainly new clothes. He planned to buy

what he needed as he went along.

"Please, put your stuff down here for now. We need Kijoon to arrive to assign the rooms."

"Okay."

Following Heungmin's guidance, Dojae placed his bags near the entrance and stepped into the living room.

The dorm had four rooms (including a small one converted from a storage room) and two bathrooms, making it not small, but still felt cramped for six grown men.

But the size wasn't the problem.

'What is this...?'

Dojae barely managed to suppress a grimace.

As a member of the Imperial Family, he was taught not to show off his status. The empress had always strictly

educated the princes not to offend others with rude behavior. Without this long education, Dojae

would have frowned already. 'It's not just unclean; it's filthy.'

The chaotic state of the dorm, which he hadn't noticed at the entrance, now made his head spin.

Clothes scattered on the floor.

Items that could either be towels or rags.

Half-eaten snack packages.

Even one room was piled high with clothes, looking like a communal

graveyard for garments.

Only one of the four rooms had its door closed, and he couldn't imagine what it looked like inside.

"Ah, that's Kijoon hyung's private room.

It's also his workspace, so it's off- limits," Woochul explained, thinking Dojae was curious about it.

'If it's a workspace, it should be in better condition. I hope.'

Nodding and turning his head, Dojae faced an even worse sight.

The kitchen and dining table, which should be the cleanest areas, were just

as chaotic.

Dojae closed his eyes tightly and opened them again.

This was an unimaginable, messy dwelling.

Kang Dojae's home was shabby and semi-basement but still tidy.

The only better point seemed to be the blue sky visible from the living room

window.

"In this house, the court maids...!"