Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 228

After finishing the melodramatic episode, it was finally time to wrap things up.

Luna looked disappointed, but it was time to go home, so there was no way around it.

Siha, carrying his penguin backpack, stuck close to my side.

“Hyung, home!”

“Yeah, let’s go home. Teacher, thank you for your hard work today.”

The teacher thanked me for my hard work in return.

We got in the car and dropped Luna off at her house.

Surprisingly, she suddenly burst into tears.

“Waaaaah.”

“Why are you crying all of a sudden? Do you miss your mom?”

“I want to play again tomorrow! I want to go there again, but can’t I?”

“Mom will find a daycare soon. There’s no other way.”

“Heeing.”

Hmm. It seems she really liked Kangin Daycare.

Well, there are fewer kids, and the teacher takes meticulous care of them.

I was worried that maybe I had introduced her to friends too soon.

“Hyung.”

“Yeah?”

Siha looked up at me and then approached Luna, holding her hand tightly.

“Luna noona [older sister or female friend]. Let’s play again.”

“Okay… Thank you, Siha.”

Luna said hesitantly.

“Then, are we going to play tomorrow?”

“Huh?”

“Tomorrow.”

As I translated for him, Siha nodded nonchalantly.

Um. Siha, how are you promising to play when you have daycare tomorrow?

“Then, are we going to play at our house?”

“Ah ah. Nola [Come].”

You’re making plans. Chairman Siha. I will diligently assist you.

Luna’s mom also said it was a good idea, and Tyrone also liked that his daughter wouldn’t be lonely.

Tyrone said.

“Well… I’m going to take it easy tomorrow. Would you like to join us? We could play with the kids outside.”

“Pardon? Weren’t we going to play at home?”

“We can’t just stay home all the time. Haha. The kids will like going out too, right?”

Luna changed her tune, saying she wanted to go out and play.

Okay. It’s still okay to go out and play. We can go to the playground when the sun is high in the sky and have a blast.

“Okay.”

“Then, see you tomorrow.”

***

The next day.

I headed to the sports park with Siha.

It had a futsal [a variant of soccer played on a smaller hard court] field, a foot volleyball court, and even a baseball field.

Actually, the baseball field wasn’t proper grass but a dirt field, but it was made for kids rather than adults.

Just the right size for elementary school students to play baseball.

Still, it had everything, so it was a decent environment.

“Siha, is this your first time at the sports park?”

“Hyung. Mana [Many].”

“Haha. Yeah. There’s a lot of exercise equipment too. A lot.”

It was a steep road because it was built on the mountainside.

Well, we came up without difficulty because we had a car.

Tyrone approached, rotating his shoulders.

“I think it would be good to stretch a bit here and then play catch for a while.”

“Does Luna enjoy playing catch?”

“Of course. I often do it with my son too.”

This was a bit unexpected.

Maybe it’s because I saw her having fun playing house with Hana yesterday.

“Hyung. This!”

“Yeah?”

Siha pointed to the exercise equipment that simulates walking in the air.

Does he know what it is and is pointing at it?

“Do you know how to ride this?”

“Ah ah. This foot. Foot.”

“Oh! You know?”

Unfortunately, Siha’s feet can reach, but his hands can’t reach the handles of this exercise equipment.

I guess it was made for adults.

“Then, do you want to try it with Hyung holding you?”

“Ah ah!”

When I put Siha on it, Luna next to him followed Siha.

“Okay. Now, walk.”

“Ah ah!”

Squeak, squeak.

Siha walks in the air.

His eyes widen at the strange sensation, and he shouts loudly, ‘Hyung!’

Finally, Siha has entered the world of martial arts.

This is the realm of aerial walking.

The state of being able to walk in the air.

I watched Siha walking diligently while having such absurd thoughts.

‘It reminds me of when Siha first walked.’

I didn’t see it, but my father called me and made a fuss.

-Siha is walking! It feels like just yesterday he could stand up, and now he’s walking! Isn’t he a genius like you, Sihyuk?

I cynically hung up the phone, saying that walking when it’s time to walk doesn’t make him a genius.

When I came home, I was strangely fascinated and held his hand, and it was amazing to see him taking one step and then another.

‘This is how a child starts walking.’

He looked steadily at my face with expressionless, bright eyes, and it was so cute.

My heart would drop whenever he lost his balance and fell.

“Hyung. Siha walk sky. Sky.”

“Are you going to walk like this and reach the plane later?”

“Airplane. Hyung win.”

No. Why are you suddenly pitting me against a plane?

And I even win.

The existence of Hyung in Siha is already not human. He says I win at everything…….

I don’t know if I should wear an Iron Man suit and fly around.

“Siha.”

When Luna called, Siha turned his head quickly.

“I’ll show you something more fun.”

Luna went to the waist exercise equipment.

You know, the one where the footrest spins around.

She went up and spread her arms to the side.

“Dad!”

Tyrone smiled wryly and squatted down, holding Luna’s waist.

And then he spun her around. That wasn’t the end.

He said, “A helicopter is flying!” and then lifted her up and placed her on his shoulder.

“We have arrived.”

Indeed, a pitcher.

A monstrous shoulder strength.

Siha looked at me with sparkling eyes.

Is he asking me to do that?

He didn’t say it, but his eyes were pleading.

“Hyung. That. Siha too!”

“I knew you’d say that.”

I spun him around and placed him on my shoulder, just like Tyrone did.

“Ta-da!”

“Ah ah!”

“Ouch! Siha, grab my forehead. Why are you covering my eyes!”

“Ah? Hyung okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah. I’m okay.”

Giving a piggyback ride is very dangerous. Be careful not to get your eyes poked.

“Shall we start throwing in earnest now?”

Tyrone took off his jacket.

He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt inside, and it looked cold just looking at him.

But surprisingly, he seemed fine.

“This level of cold isn’t cold to me. Haha. I have a lot of heat in my body.”

“I see.”

“Let’s warm up with catch and then throw 10 pitches properly and play.”

“Ah, yes.”

As we were about to play catch, Siha’s eyes were fixed on something else.

Tyrone’s arm.

The distinct surgical scar was visible.

“Hyung. What that?”

“Huh? Ah! That’s um. A surgical scar.”

“Surgery?”

“Yeah. Tyrone’s arm hurt too much, so the doctor took out the painful thing inside. So, there’s a scar left from the surgery.”

“Siha sleep, disappear.”

He’s saying that when he sleeps, marks are left on his face, but they disappear quickly.

It’s so cute how he thinks.

“Yeah. That mark disappears, but the surgical scar doesn’t disappear.”

“Hurt?”

Siha looked worried.

“No. It doesn’t hurt after the surgery. But you still have to be careful not to get hurt. Got it?”

“Ah ah. Siha careful.”

“Pfft. Yeah. We warmed up beforehand to avoid getting hurt, right?”

“Ah ah.”

Tyrone gave him a glove.

The partners are adults with adults. Kids with kids.

“Siha, fighting [a Korean expression of encouragement, like ‘Good luck!’].”

“Hyung. Hating [mispronunciation of fighting].”

We cheered each other on and started playing catch.

Thud.

Tyrone was just throwing simply, but it was heavy.

“Wow. The ball has a lot of power? If the catcher receives the ball properly, their wrist will break.”

“Haha. Well, I’m a pitcher after all. Sihyuk, you throw surprisingly well too?”

“It’s just catch. What. Haha. Do you usually practice like this while playing with the kids? During the off-season?”

“That’s right. It’s a bit much to just rest completely, so I train individually or work on the parts I’m lacking.”

“Ah, I see. You’re only throwing 10 pitches because of the sensory aspect?”

“Well, something like that. Haha.”

Playing with the kids and giving his wife time to rest.

This kind of consideration seems worth learning.

A feeling of devising wisdom to do everything at once?

I was catching the ball while Tyrone was simply loosening his shoulders, and I glanced at Siha.

“Luna noona. Go! Go!”

“Okay! Siha, I’m going!”

“Ah ah!”

I told him to play catch, but Siha is catching.

He squats down and holds out his glove.

Luna, the pitcher, throws the ball. She has the proper posture, probably because she’s the daughter of a baseball player.

“Yap!”

“Ah ah!”

The tennis ball goes right into the glove.

But it bounces out because he couldn’t catch it.

The glove closes belatedly.

Is it buffering?

“Got it!”

No. It went out again…….

Siha noticed that too and scratched his head, picking up the ball.

Luna smiled brightly, finding Siha cute.

We were playing catch when we heard a thud.

“Ouch.”

“Huh? Siha.”

Siha fell.

He got up, supporting himself with his hand on the ground.

I brushed off the dirt and checked if his hand was okay.

“Hyung. Hurt.”

“Does your hand hurt a lot? Fortunately, there are no scrapes? Could it be fractured?!”

“Hyung. Not there. Here.”

Siha pointed to his knee.

When I rolled up his pants, it was a bit scraped.

If he had been wearing shorts, he would have been more injured when he fell.

It seems like it was scraped…….

“I brought medicine and bandages just in case.”

I applied medicine and even put on a large bandage.

It seemed a bit plain, so I put a character bandage on top of it.

Tsk. It’s a bit bad that he got hurt, but isn’t this how kids usually play?

Siha pointed to the bandage.

“Hyung. Dotty. Dotty [Bunny].”

“Yeah. It’s a bunny.”

“Hop chop. Dotty [mispronunciation of hop hop bunny].”

“It’s hop hop.”

It’s very strange that he’s saying that in this situation?

***

After the situation was resolved, Tyrone threw the ball.

Siha, me, and Luna sat down in a row and watched.

The 10 pitches weren’t really 10 throws, but 10 throws of three different pitches.

So, a total of 30 pitches.

As I was watching quietly, I focused my eyes and saw it flowing slowly.

That feeling when I played the game with Bell.

A feeling of expanding dynamic visual acuity.

But it doesn’t look slow like in the Matrix movie.

‘Hmm?’

I saw something strange in my eyes, which I thought had good observation skills.

The problem was clearly revealed when mixing fastballs and changeups.

“Fastball.”

I guessed it.

“Changeup.”

I guessed it again.

Luna’s eyes widened, wondering how I guessed it.

“How are you guessing it?”

“It just looks subtly different?”

“Really?!”

Tyrone came to us, having thrown everything.

Smiling.

“It would have been better if there was a catcher. How was it? Was it okay?”

“Dad! Sihyuk guessed everything. Whether it was a fastball or a changeup when Dad threw it. Amazing.”

“What?! Really? Sihyuk!”

“Ah, yes…….”

Tyrone made a serious expression.

If this were an opposing team during the season, his information would be exposed, and he would be hit with singles or home runs every time.

“Wow. Sihyuk. You only threw 30 pitches, but you immediately saw the habit?”

“Well, it’s almost a subtle difference…….”

“That’s a big deal. That subtle difference is how batters hit my ball!”

“Ah, yes…….”

“If it were during the season, this arm would be more tattered than this scar.”

“That’s right.”

“Um. What’s my habit?”

“Hmm. Would you like to throw again? I’ll record it on video.”

“Okay. Please.”

After recording Tyrone throwing on video, I showed him an example.

“It’s really a subtle difference, but when throwing a fastball, the eye part of the character on the short-sleeved shirt is completely covered to this side.”

“Um.”

“But when it changes to a changeup, the pupil part of the eye is slightly visible.”

“Ah…….”

“If it were a team uniform, the English mark of the club would be different. If you have good eyes, you can catch up to that point.”

“I guess I’ll have to train to change this during the off-season. Haha. Thank you.”

Tyrone bowed deeply.

I was embarrassed because I didn’t know it would come to this.

“Ah, no. I just said what I saw.”

“No. Haa. Really. Wow. Amazing. Please tell me if you see this habit again next time.”

“Yes. I will.”

Tyrone said.

“It’s a shame it’s only a month.”

“Haha. Why? The club will take good care of this part too.”

“It’s easier to see when looking at an opposing team than when looking at your own team. But really, can’t you work with me again next year?”

“Haha.”

I just gave an awkward smile at the desperate expression.

“Tsk. That’s a shame.”

Tyrone licked his lips and grabbed the ball again, this time throwing with care.

The part he’s paying attention to should disappear during the actual game.

Because there will be a lot of things to really pay attention to.

“Hyung.”

“Yeah? Why? Was it amazing again this time?”

I shrugged, thinking of what Siha was going to say.

“Siha. Dwaw. Dwaw [Draw].”

“Huh? What?”

Siha pointed to Tyrone.

“Bird. Bird.”

Huh? The pitching form is shaped like a seagull.

It’s the inverted W I mentioned before.

“Siha you fow cut manga [Siha will draw four cut manga].”

“Oh?!”

Siha declared that he would draw a four-cut manga [a short comic strip format].

I’m curious about what the story will be.