Ma Fraxis's initial assessment—that the cat was rating denies—was, to say the least, inaccurate. And how's move was more than just un-speedy; it was downright odd, as if he were deliberately trying to make her more enemies. Her stomach churned with unease.

Before she could even formulate a response, the butler had already escorted her. She took a deep breath, quickly freshened up, and donned loose, comfortable clothing. With a sense of resignation, she followed the butler to the dorm.

Compared to Katane Kendemy's cramped dorms, this place was a significant upgrade. Each trainee had their own room, complete with practice rooms on every floor and dedicated washing areas.

Celebrities had almost no privacy in public; before debuting, trainees needed to avoid scandals. Separate living arrangements helped prevent them from getting too familiar with each other, reducing the chances of internal conflicts later.

Debra surveyed the building. The male and female dorms were separate but adjacent, maximizing privacy and security. However, she could already sense a lack of harmony among the trainees. Unbeknownst to her, a few pairs of eyes watched her from a window. They whispered amongst themselves.