Prince From Another Dimension Becomes An Idol [EN]: Chapter 175

#175.

Louis’s body tilted slightly.

“Oh!”

Surprised, the members stopped their movements and stared at Louis, who had frozen in place.

“Are you okay?”

Dojae, who was nearby, quickly checked on Louis’s condition.

“Ugh…….”

Louis grimaced and groaned at the pain that grazed his ankle.

“Don’t move.”

Dojae hurriedly bent down to check Louis’s ankle.

He rolled up Louis’s pants and carefully touched his ankle.

“Does it hurt?”

“Ah, no. I’m okay.”

It didn’t seem like a big problem since it didn’t hurt when touched.

“I think I just twisted it for a moment.”

Louis said, gently rotating his ankle.

The pain had quickly disappeared, and his ankle felt fine.

“Still, you never know.”

Dojae said worriedly, but Louis smiled, saying he was really okay.

“The choreography got cut off…. Should we start over from the beginning?”

Louis asked in a brighter voice, feeling embarrassed by the somber atmosphere.

The sock trainer, who had been watching, shook his head.

“We’ve done enough for today. Let’s continue tomorrow. There’s still time.”

“Yeah. That would be good.”

Kijun said, driving a wedge in [interjecting to support the trainer’s decision].

The mindset of trying to shake off the pressure with practice was admirable, but the members’ practice volume had been beyond imagination this week.

It was even more than the amount of practice Kijun wanted.

Even Kijun, who was second to none when it came to strictness, thought it was too much, so it seemed better to lower the intensity a bit.

They were holding on with their mental strength, but he was worried that their stamina would run out before the comeback.

The fact that Louis made a mistake that he wouldn’t normally make was likely due to his stamina being low.

“Okay. Let’s wrap up for today, and tomorrow is another day of practice!”

The sock trainer was thinking the same thing, so he quickly wrapped up the practice.

The members didn’t forget to bow to the sock trainer and dancers, thanking them for their hard work.

The practice room was empty after the choreography team had all left.

“Ah! I’m hungry!”

Thud.

Woocheol shouted as he collapsed into a seat.

The practice of dancing and singing itself was difficult, but it was an even more extreme situation because they were restricting their meals ahead of the comeback.

“Let’s go to the dorm and eat.”

“It’s not food. I’m sick of chicken breast!”

At Heungmin’s words, Woocheol rolled on the floor and shouted.

“Are you cleaning the floor?! Get up. Let’s go quickly. I need to eat that boring chicken breast, at least.”

Heungmin’s words were right.

If they didn’t eat even that, they would be hungry and unable to sleep even though they were so tired.

“Haa……”

Woocheol sighed deeply and got up from his seat.

Kijun and Dojae checked one more time to see if Louis’s ankle was okay.

“Really, I’m really okay!”

Louis knew very well that saying he was okay when he wasn’t wasn’t a good idea.

If treatment was needed, it was better to do it as soon as possible.

But his ankle was really okay.

It just looked like he had twisted it more because his shoes were slippery.

“Then that’s a relief. Let’s go! I’ll turn off the lights.”

At Kijun’s words, the members left the practice room all at once.

That’s how the practice room lights, which had been on all day, were turned off.

***

“Wait a minute.”

Woocheol, who had been grumbling that he never thought he would eat so much chicken breast in his life, stopped moving and looked at Heungmin.

“What.”

Heungmin frowned and replied to Woocheol, who was staring at him intently.

Kijun, Dojae, and Louis were also stopped, looking at Woocheol.

“Heungmin hyung…….”

“Why. Is there something on my face?”

“What’s with your arm?”

Heungmin, who had taken a shower before dinner, was wearing a sleeveless shirt.

The dorm, which had just turned on the air conditioner, was quite hot, so the other members were also dressed lightly in short sleeves and shorts.

Woocheol, who had looked at Heungmin and then the other members, continued.

“Everyone…. What’s going on? Weren’t we practicing and working out the same way?! What happened while I was away for the shoot? How can even… Lee Heungmin be like this!”

“What?! This punk. Lee Heungmin? Lee Heungmiiiiin to your hyung [older brother/senior]?!”

Heungmin rushed at him with fire in his eyes, but Woocheol didn’t care.

Woocheol grabbed Heungmin’s arm.

“Why are you so muscular, huh? Are you eating something separately, hyung?!”

Kijun and Dojae finally understood what Woocheol was talking about.

To create a healthy feeling, all the members were working out hard for this concept, but Heungmin, who was already in good shape, had a body that was good enough to be in a photoshoot.

Kijun and Dojae were also showing off their firm arms with well-built muscles.

Kijun stared at Woocheol, who was making a fuss over nothing, for a moment before continuing his meal, and Dojae smiled as if he found Woocheol cute.

Louis belatedly looked down at his smooth arms and realized that he was not included in the ‘everyone’ that Woocheol had mentioned.

Of course, Louis himself didn’t have much intention of building up his body.

The fashion style that Louis pursued looked better the skinnier he was.

However, it was better to be skinny in a good way, so he was trying to build some muscle.

The problem was that it wasn’t showing as much as he had worked for it.

“I’ve been working pretty hard too…. Why can’t I be like you guys.”

Woocheol lamented, looking at Heungmin, Kijun, and Dojae.

In fact, Woocheol’s body had improved quite a bit compared to his debut days.

He had gained a little muscle, looked healthy to anyone who saw him, and all the childishness of his debut days had disappeared.

“There’s such a thing as a natural constitution.”

Heungmin said proudly, forgetting that Woocheol had called him ‘Lee Heungmin’.

Certainly, Heungmin’s arms were swollen with muscles enough to lift anyone up easily.

And it was also true that the two were now closer to being friends than brothers, to the point where Woocheol could call him ‘Lee Heungmin’.

“Still…. I can understand Dojae hyung, but how can I have less muscle than Kijun hyung, who only stays in the studio and even has a pale face!”

At Woocheol’s words, everyone’s attention turned to Kijun this time.

Kijun frowned.

“Why me all of a sudden.”

It was an ambiguous statement, whether it was a compliment or an insult.

Woocheol sighed at Kijun’s frown and muttered that he should work out harder.

Only then did Kijun suspect that the members, especially Woocheol, might be looking down on him.

However, it was a belated suspicion, and even if the suspicion was true, there was nothing he could say.

From the beginning, Kijun had been strict with his younger brothers only for the sake of the team’s skills, and he had no interest in the hierarchy.

In fact, that’s why he had let Heungmin, who was only a year older than him, call him an old man or an oldie.

“Yeah. Work out harder.”

Because it’s a good thing.

The members burst into laughter at Kijun’s reaction.

The members had now grasped Kijun’s personality.

“But it’s already been an hour, and Kyuseong hyung isn’t here yet.”

Louis said, looking towards the door.

In fact, Kyuseong was the one who had to have the hardest time as the comeback approached.

Because he had a constitution that gained weight easily, he always had the strictest diet.

Just a moment ago, Kyuseong had said that he couldn’t stand watching the members eat, so he was going to take a walk along the Han River alone.

“I know. Ah, Kyuseong hyung must be really struggling. Every time. He really likes to eat…….”

Woocheol muttered in a pitiful voice.

The members nodded as if they agreed.

“Isn’t he crying from hunger by the Han River?”

Louis added.

That’s how much the members knew how painful a life without carbohydrates would be for Kyuseong.

“Why. Maybe he’s going to the Han River to eat ramen [Korean instant noodles].”

Heungmin joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Then the members looked at Heungmin with cold eyes.

Because they knew Kyuseong well, they knew that would never happen.

He liked food, but he liked music and the stage even more.

He also had a tremendous sense of responsibility as a member of MOST.

It was weight loss for the MOST stage, so Kyuseong was gritting his teeth and doing it.

“Ah, just kidding. Just kidding.”

Heungmin quickly took back his words.

Dojae smiled, but on the other hand, he was worried about Kyuseong’s lengthening walk with Louis.

***

At that time.

Kyuseong was not at the Han River, but in a soundproof vocal practice room.

“Aaa eeeum—!”

Kyuseong sang the introduction of , which he had already practiced several times, once again.

The introduction of was in the form of hitting high notes from the beginning.

When the exciting rhythm continued and Kyuseong’s voice broke through the accompaniment, he had to grab the atmosphere at once.

‘I have to do my part.’

Kyuseong thought while practicing.

MOST’s popularity was growing, and there were many requests for members in various fields, including entertainment agencies.

Louis as a music show MC [Master of Ceremonies], Heungmin as a variety show member of Hong Junsoo PD [Producer], Woocheol as an actor in a web drama, and Dojae as a composer for .

The talented members were gradually expanding their activities.

And that would definitely be a big help to the team.

From the beginning, Kijun was a member who was the foundation of MOST, not only as a leader and rapper in the team, but also taking on composing, writing lyrics, and producing.

In comparison, all Kyuseong had was his voice.

Only singing was the way Kyuseong could fulfill his role.

So it was only natural that Kyuseong chose to practice singing instead of taking a walk.

“Aaa—!”

The unwavering voice from deep inside his body split the practice room.

In fact, the MOST members didn’t talk to each other, but they had no choice but to focus on practicing more than before for their own reasons.

Heungmin was bothered by the fact that he had been away for a while in early July, and Woocheol also felt that he always had to put more effort into stage practice because he was working in parallel with the drama.

Louis worked harder because he wanted to continue to be at the same level as his developing brothers, and Kijun felt thrilled to be becoming a better team with his younger brothers.

Dojae had a strong desire to meet the expectations of fans, or rather, to surprise them beyond those expectations.

And Kyuseong was working harder because he thought that the only place he could show something was on stage.

~This is the dynamic world!

Kyuseong, who had been immersed in the song, stopped practicing when the alarm rang.

Kyuseong’s own rule for managing his condition was ‘Do not exceed 1 hour of additional personal practice’.

Kyuseong, who had packed his things, headed straight to the dorm.

Gurgle, Kyuseong’s stomach cried out as he headed to the dorm.

But now it was a familiar cry to Kyuseong.

***

The next morning.

It was 3 days before the comeback.

Dojae, who had fallen asleep early for the first time in a while, woke up at dawn.

Thanks to that, he was able to clear his mind by jogging at dawn for the first time in a long time.

Dojae, who had changed from his workout clothes to his everyday clothes, checked the time and thought he should wake up Kyuseong.

“Kyuseong, it’s time to wake up.”

Dojae, who called Kyuseong in a soft voice, suddenly turned to look at the bed where Kyuseong was lying, feeling strange.

Kyuseong, who was covered in blankets up to his head, was in a strange state.

“Kyuseong… ah?”

Dojae, who headed towards Kyuseong, pulled down Kyuseong’s blanket.

And Kyuseong in the blanket was sweating profusely and letting out groans.

“Dojae…….”

“Kim Kyuseong, you!”

Surprised, Dojae put his hand on Kyuseong’s forehead.

Sure enough. Kyuseong’s forehead was burning hot.