Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 103

Hyung, Am I Cute? Episode 103

We arrived at the game competition venue.

A staff member approached and extended a hand.

“Thank you for accepting our request. We were short on interview interpreters.”

“Aren’t there quite a few interpreters?”

“We didn’t have an interpreter who met the specific requirements. We do have relay interpreters, though.”

This event match must be special if they even have two relay interpreters.

*Well, it’s obvious they’re just trying to add some extra fun.*

“Thanks to you, I get to experience eSports in person.”

“Haha, that’s right. Would you like to greet the players?”

“Yes.”

I turned around and looked at Siha and Baek Donghwan.

“I’ll go say hello first, so watch the game closely. I’ll be back during the match since the interview will only take a short while.”

“Hyung-nim [term of endearment, like ‘bro’ or ‘older brother’], can I come with you to say hello?”

“Huh?”

The staff member behind me encouraged me to bring him along.

I thanked them for their consideration.

Such a meeting was possible since they were still in the preparation phase.

Baek Donghwan was happy, and Siha, uninterested in the players, grabbed my hand tightly, calling out ‘Hyung’.

Siha is only interested in Hyung.

The staff member next to me said.

“Shall we go then?”

“Yes.”

I was led into the players’ waiting room.

Inside were four Chinese players.

A close-range damage dealer, a long-range damage dealer, a tank, and a healer.

A team composition with players specializing in each role.

They were chatting happily until they saw us enter and greeted us.

They didn’t react much when they saw my face, but their eyes widened when they saw Siha holding my hand.

I guess a 3-year-old child has never been in the players’ waiting room before.

And they were even more surprised to see Baek Donghwan behind Siha.

Anyone would be surprised to see a 2m tall, muscular person.

“Hello. I’m here to interpret the interview. Please take care of me.”

“Yes! Is the child next to you your son?”

The answer came not from my mouth but from Welle, who had a surprised look on his face.

“He’s my son. Hello. I never thought I’d see you here again.”

“Yes, me neither. I didn’t even know you were a pro gamer.”

“Thank you for listening to me back then.”

“It’s nothing. It was nice to see you seriously considering it.”

Some people seemed interested in our conversation, then they all rushed towards Siha.

I guess Siha is cute.

“Baby, I’ll give you a snack.”

“Ah?”

Siha couldn’t understand the words, but he knew about getting snacks like a ghost.

“No.”

“Huh? You don’t like this?”

“No.”

Shaking his head.

The Chinese players were embarrassed by his constant head-shaking.

They stared at me, so I just smiled and interpreted.

*How did I end up interpreting for Siha?*

“He doesn’t want to accept anything from strangers. Haha.”

“Ah… He’s smart.”

“Yes. He’ll accept it if I tell him to.”

I looked at Siha and told him it was okay to accept the snacks from these hyungs [older brothers/male friends].

Only then did Siha receive the snacks and eat them bit by bit.

He ate with crumbs all over his mouth, showing how delicious it was.

I wiped Siha’s mouth with a handkerchief.

“Anyway, please take care of me today.”

Welle looked at our faces with a curious expression and said.

“We should be the ones asking for your help. Please interpret well. But you two look so good together.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. I hope it will be like this when my son comes later. Haha.”

“People usually like daughters, though?”

“Isn’t it nice to play games with your son?”

To think about playing games with his son.

He really was a pro gamer.

No. Gaming has become his job, so would he want to play games with his son again?

Well, by the time his son is old enough to play games, he’ll probably be retired and just enjoying it purely.

“Your son won’t play with his dad.”

“Oh, dear.”

While we were chatting comfortably thanks to Siha, Baek Donghwan moved his huge body.

A large shadow approached the Chinese players.

His serious expression made his face even scarier.

The Chinese players glanced at Baek Donghwan and subtly avoided eye contact.

They seemed scared, so to speak.

*’He’s a nice person. He won’t eat you.’*

I shouted that in my mind, but I don’t think they would have believed me even if I had shouted it out loud.

Baek Donghwan scanned the four people with his eyes.

Each of them swallowed hard every time their eyes met.

Baek Donghwan, who exudes a presence that overwhelms his surroundings with just his existence, said.

“Please sign! Hyung-nim! Please interpret!”

Perhaps it was because they understood the word ‘sign’.

The Chinese players whispered among themselves.

“It’s not a long-term contract signing, is it?”

“Surely… we’re not going to be captured like this, are we?”

“No, maybe they’re going to put us on a deep-sea fishing boat?”

Welle said.

“Don’t joke about his face.”

“No, I was joking about his body? What muscles…”

I hesitated about which one to interpret, then I conveyed the words smoothly.

Baek Donghwan was able to get the autographs, and I patted Baek Donghwan on the shoulder.

Baek Donghwan tilted his head, feeling comforted for some reason.

Siha, who saw my patting, also patted Baek Donghwan’s leg.

“Ah ah. Baek Dong!”

“Oh! Siha, are you saying you’re happy to get the autograph?”

“No.”

“Then?”

“Siha too.”

“Huh?”

“Siha too. Sign.”

Baek Donghwan hugged the autograph paper he had prepared.

“You can’t put Siha’s autograph here.”

“No.”

“What do you mean no? Hyung-nim, please do something.”

I said nonchalantly.

“There’s A4 paper in the bag, so have him sign there. Who knows? Maybe Siha’s autograph will become a glorious autograph in the future.”

“Really?”

Baek Donghwan, tempted, handed Siha a blank piece of paper.

Siha wrote ‘ㅇㅅㅎ’ [initials for Lee Siha] on it with a permanent marker.

I didn’t expect him to write the initials.

“Hyung!”

“Yeah, Siha writes his name well.”

An autograph that can be Lee Siha or Lee Sihyuk.

It might be the best autograph for Siha.

“This is too initial-like, isn’t it? Siha, can’t you draw something special here too?”

“Ah?”

“Signatures should be a little special. See the star-shaped signature among these players?”

“Ah ah.”

Siha carefully looked at the fancy autographs.

Then he picked up the magic marker again and scribbled some more.

The carrot character drawing he drew before.

I chuckled at the sight of it.

“Excuse me…”

“Yes?”

I turned around at the sound of the players calling.

*Excuse me?*

Where did you guys get the A4 paper in your hands!

No, why are you lining up to get Siha’s autograph?

No, staff member? Why are you in line too?

It turned out that they were playful pro gamers.

That’s how a line suddenly formed to get Siha’s autograph.

It seemed like it would be a fun experience today.

***

The Guns event match began.

Smoke billowed from the stage, and two hosts first looked at the camera and held microphones from the second-floor seats.

“The Korea-China Guns event match, which will make the hot summer even hotter, begins at the K University Gymnasium. Hello, everyone!”

After greeting each other, they explained about the game.

“This is a legend match. The only downside is that we can’t see a team battle.”

“Let’s meet at the Guns Cup, which is a world tournament.”

“Yes! Viewers must have been looking forward to it, but it’s a shame. But! The match you’re curious about will unfold this time. Right?”

“Yes! That’s right. This match is a 1-on-1 battle for each position!”

It was a topic that everyone was interested in.

Who is the strongest among the damage dealers?

Who is the strongest among the tanks?

“The most curious thing is the healer battle.”

“Are the healers just going to heal each other so they don’t die?”

“It’s a bit similar. A beta version of the healer battle will be released this time, so it will be fun to watch.”

After a rough explanation, each team appeared.

The host came on stage and introduced them.

Everyone sent enthusiastic cheers of welcome, making the gymnasium hot.

After the conversation with the Korean team ended, the conversation with the Chinese team began.

Sihyuk also came up with them, checking the timing.

The host said.

“Finally, we’re greeting Welle. Are you confident in winning the damage dealer battle today?”

Welle smiled and said.

“I’ll win 3-0.”

“Haha, you’re very confident.”

Welle pointed to the people on the second floor.

“There’s a child in the audience, and it’s possible that my play today will inspire another pro gamer.”

The camera showed Siha.

Siha sucked on a lollipop and turned his head away.

The people in the audience smiled slightly at Siha’s cute appearance.

Baek Donghwan covered Siha’s face with his huge hand.

The camera filmed Baek Donghwan next to him.

People thought that the huge man on the screen was an athlete who came to watch the game in person.

“A reporter went there, so please give a brief interview to the child.”

The reporter asked Baek Donghwan for his understanding.

When Baek Donghwan looked at Sihyuk, Sihyuk nodded slightly.

The reporter held the microphone to Siha.

“Who did you come to see?”

Siha smiled brightly and answered.

“Hyung!”

“Ah, is the person next to you Hyung?”

“No.”

“Ah! Then there’s a Hyung among the players over there. Right?”

“Ah ah.”

“Then which Hyung did you come to see?”

“There. Hyung!”

Siha pointed with his finger.

Of course, he was pointing at Sihyuk.

But the reporter smiled contentedly, thinking he was pointing at Welle.

“Yes! It seems like he came to see Welle over there. Even kids know Chinese players. Guns must be very popular!”

Sihyuk wondered if they were packaging it that way, but no one knew the truth.

The host on the stage nodded and briefly ended the interview with Welle.

There will be another long interview after the game is over.

The game started in earnest.

Healers, tanks, and close-range damage dealers fought fiercely.

And the long-awaited long-range damage dealer 1-on-1 match was held.

The time that people were most waiting for.

There was a reason why the game was placed at the end.

“Yes. Finally, the highlight of this event match! Who is the strongest among the ranged dealers!”

A battle where they choose the same ranged damage dealer character and fight only with guns.

[China’s Welle vs Korea’s Bell]

The match began.

As the game with fast offense and defense was held in three matches, Sihyuk, after playing with Siha for a bit, got up from his seat.

Baek Donghwan said.

“Are you leaving now?”

“Yeah. I have to prepare for the final comments and interview.”

Sihyuk stroked Siha’s head.

“Siha, Hyung is leaving?”

“Ah ah.”

Siha was now immersed in the character shooting the gun.

The colorful effects and gunfight looked cool even to Siha.

“Hyung. Are you really leaving?”

“Hyung, bye-bye.”

“Okay, I’ll be back…”

Sihyuk, feeling unnecessarily sad, trudged down.

The game soon ended, and Welle won the dealer’s victory 2 to 1.

The Korean player was also in a disappointing mood because he won by just one point.

*’Should I be happy or not?’*

Sihyuk fell into 고민 [a state of worry or contemplation].

He was happy that Welle, whom he knew, had won, but he also felt sorry that his own country’s player had lost.

Hiding his complicated feelings, he went on stage.

It was time for the interview.

The host said playfully.

“You couldn’t win 3-0, so please say a word about your impressions.”

When Sihyuk conveyed those words, Welle smiled and said.

Sihyuk kept holding the microphone to Welle and nodded.

Then there was a commotion among the audience.

“What is he trying to do?”

“All of that?”

The host also looked at Sihyuk with questioning eyes.

Welle had the same eyes as the host.

Only Sihyuk looked around at the atmosphere with a puzzled face.

*’Why are they doing that?’*