Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 149

The day of the poetry and drawing presentation arrived.

The venue was the small auditorium where clubs from Kangin University often gathered.

A small auditorium that usually hosted minor events.

It wasn’t used often, but today it was open for the daycare center’s presentation.

In fact, it was rarely used on weekdays when lectures were in full swing.

Three students, decidedly not children, stood in that auditorium.

The three of them looked somewhat alike.

“So, the kids are giving their presentations here?” Ahn Kyung-ho asked, adjusting his glasses.

Park Kyung-joon responded, “Si-hyuk’s younger sibling is performing. I’m looking forward to it. It’s been a while since I saw him, back at the movie theater, right?”

“Let’s sit in the corner and watch. We shouldn’t put pressure on the kids,” Shin Kyung-hwan said, glaring at the whispering pair.

“Hey. Why are you guys even here to watch? I’m just here to help set up the camera as a volunteer.”

“Hey, hey. That’s why we came – to help with the setup. Who said we’re watching for free? We’re just helping out and watching from the corner. Why are you complaining?”

“There’s no need for help. Do you think they’re making some grand preparations for the kids’ presentation? You just need to lower the screen and turn on the computer, right? We’re just watching what’s being filmed with the camera.”

In reality, only one person was needed for the volunteer work.

The two clicked their tongues.

Seeing the two who looked so similar, Shin Kyung-hwan felt a little annoyed.

They were his friends, but he secretly thought he was the smartest of the three.

Of course, to an outsider, all three probably looked the same.

Ahn Kyung-ho said, “Kyung-hwan, why do you think I’m the president? The position makes the person. Don’t you know?”

“What are you trying to say?”

“Just because there are two daycare centers doesn’t mean you should let your guard down. What if a kid suddenly needs to go to the bathroom? Who’s going to guide them? Of course, we can do it. Would a daycare teacher go into the men’s bathroom?”

Shin Kyung-hwan hadn’t thought of that, and a pang of realization hit him.

“That’s true.”

“Right? We’re helping with that part. So, we can sit in the back row near the door. It’ll be helpful, they say.”

“I never knew a position could make someone so smart….”

Park Kyung-joon laughed, holding his stomach at those words.

Ahn Kyung-ho puffed out his chest, not caring about their reactions.

It was a thought he had just come up with, but it sounded plausible after he said it.

He was inwardly praising himself.

“Okay. Then help out a little. Now that I think about it, we should have recruited more people for this volunteer work. I’ll mention it when I report later.”

“Right? It’s hard to do all this alone. Of course!”

“You look a bit different.”

“It’s not for nothing that I’m the president of the game development club.”

“Alright, alright. You sound like you’re advertising.”

That’s how the three prepared for the presentation.

But Shin Kyung-joon didn’t know that the daycare teachers could handle it sufficiently, and if someone needed to go to the bathroom, they could just use the women’s bathroom.

***

The daycare children buzzed with excitement as they gathered in the small auditorium.

Presenting together like this seemed to be a valuable learning experience.

‘But are all those children going to present?’

Kangin Daycare was special, with only 7 children; other daycare centers weren’t this small.

I didn’t know if all these children were presenting, but I knew Si-ha would shine among them.

“Hyung.”

“Yeah, Si-ha. There are a lot of friends, right?”

“Friends? No.”

“Oh. Right. Not yet.”

Three years old. Lee Si-ha.

A clear line was drawn to distinguish friends.

It seemed there was no such thing as a fairy tale situation like ‘We are all friends’.

“There are so many, but you can speak well, right?”

“Ah-ah.”

Looking around, there were hardly any parents.

Well, many people work on weekdays like this.

And it wasn’t a major event, just a kind of education and play.

Of course, doing it in this small auditorium was quite a large scale.

‘Maybe it’s better that there aren’t many adults.’

It would be more chaotic if there were a lot of adults.

The children might be more nervous.

“Hyung will be in that corner, so you have to look ahead and present well. Got it?”

“No. Hyung. Together.”

“Hyung will be watching from over there. I don’t want those kids to be scared of Hyung. Got it?”

“Hyung. Not scawy [scary]. Hyung. Cool.”

“Hahaha. That’s because Si-ha is Hyung’s younger sibling. Hyung will be here, so watch with Seung-joon and Hana. Got it? Look. They’re coming.”

Seung-joon and Hana were running towards Si-ha.

“Si-ha! Come quickly. I saved a spot with my bag!”

Seung-joon must have learned how to save spots with his bag.

Hana also grabbed Si-ha’s hand.

“Si-ha. Let’s go. Si-hyuk oppa [older brother], let’s go too.”

“I’ll be watching from over there.”

“Then Hana will go too!”

“No. Stay next to Si-ha. Please.”

“Okay. I’ll listen to Si-hyuk oppa!”

“Thank you.”

Si-ha looked at Hana and kept calling, ‘Hyung, Hyung.’

“Yeah, Si-ha.”

“Siha too. Hyung word. Good!”

“Yeah. Thank you for listening well.”

“Ah-ah. Tank you~”

Why are you saying thank you?

I’m the one who’s thankful.

Anyway, the twins ended up sitting in the front row with Si-ha.

They’re such cute kids.

‘I should sit in the corner.’

As I looked around, I saw familiar people.

‘Why are they here?’

Ahn Kyung-ho and Park Kyung-joon.

They were sitting in that corner with popcorn.

Anyone would think they came to watch a movie.

“What are you two doing here?”

“Oh? You came? Well, Kyung-hwan said he’s volunteering this time. But it turns out it’s an event at the daycare Si-ha goes to. So we came.”

“Is that a reason?”

“Of course. We came to volunteer too.”

Park Kyung-joon next to him nodded.

Right. Volunteering with popcorn…….

No matter how I look at it, it looks more like they came to hang out than volunteer.

“What’s with the popcorn?”

“This? Just a snack. Come on, sit down. It looks like it’s about to start?”

“Okay.”

I was reluctant, but I sat next to Ahn Kyung-ho for now.

It looked like it was about to start.

“There should be a lot of audience for something like this.”

“The kids are too nervous for that.”

“Ah. I didn’t think of that.”

As I tore open the popcorn bag, I wanted to eat some too.

Si-ha is a bit of a *kkuljaem* [very fun or interesting person], though.

“Then we’ll start the presentation! Everyone, please come up in order and present.”

First, there was a presentation from Happy Daycare.

Then finally, it was the turn of the Kangin Daycare children.

The first one out was Jong-soo.

He stood on the stage with shining eyes, as if he had prepared thoroughly.

The teacher smiled and handed him the microphone.

“Hello! I’m Jong-soo! The poem I’m going to present is ‘Cloud’!”

He speaks clearly and articulately.

You can tell he practiced a lot.

The PPT [PowerPoint presentation] was neat, and the picture of the clouds was decent.

‘He practiced a lot.’

He looked a little nervous, but he did well.

Next was Jae-hwi.

He looked a little scared seeing so many children.

It must be a little scary to have strangers’ eyes looking up from below.

“I’m Jae-hwi. The title is ‘Starlight’.”

He kept stuttering, so I couldn’t say he did a great job presenting.

But it seemed like he put a lot of effort into the PPT.

White letters were subtly engraved on a picture of a black night sky.

Like starlight.

A design that stimulates emotions.

I could see Jae-hwi’s mom’s sense.

‘This won’t be easy?’

That’s how it moved on to the next person.

Seung-joon boasted about his soccer ball regardless of the presentation, and Hana sang a song instead of reciting a poem.

It was quite unique and fun.

And finally…

The grand Si-ha came out.

“Hey! Hey! Si-ha’s coming out!”

“I know.”

Ahn Kyung-ho made a fuss next to me.

I’m nervous for no reason.

Si-ha takes a step and grabs the microphone.

“Ah-ah. Siha. Title. Hyung!”

I nodded.

His voice didn’t tremble.

He’s speaking well.

If it goes on like this, the victory is certain.

The PPT is perfect too.

He can’t help but win.

“Ah-ah.”

Si-ha turned around.

The first page passed and the second page came out.

It’s not a sketchbook drawing like the other kids.

“Wow! What is that?!”

“Wow! Amazing!”

“It moves!”

Yes. The second page was completely changed to the picture Si-ha drew yesterday.

With four moving pictures.

First. Hyung penguin covers the baby penguin with a blanket and puts it to sleep.

Pat pat.

Short movements like emoticons.

Second. Hyung penguin grabs the steering wheel and drives.

Third. Hyung penguin types on a laptop.

Fourth. Hyung penguin is wearing a hat, a gold necklace, and shrugging his shoulders.

‘Hehehe.’

The four pictures appeared on the PPT and immediately captured people’s attention.

The faces of the parents over there seemed to have the words [We lost] engraved on them.

A face mixed with frustration.

‘I made an amazing PPT thanks to Si-ha. When did he learn how to draw moving emoticons?’

I feel like I finally realized the picture Si-ha wanted to draw a long time ago.

I couldn’t help but nod at this amazing ability.

“Ah-ah.”

The microphone echoes.

Now Si-ha’s presentation has begun.

“Hyung. Hyung. Siha Hyung. Tank you. Tank you. Siha pway [play]. Siha sleep. Next to.”

Letters are engraved on the PPT.

[Hyung. Hyung. Our Hyung.

Thank you. Thank you.

For playing with me.

Thank you. Thank you.

For sleeping with me.

Thank you. Thank you.

For being next to me.]

“Dwiving [Driving]! Waptop [Laptop]! Hyung. Cool. Hyung. Hyung.”

[Driving.

Typing on the laptop.

Always cool.

Hyung. Hyung. Our Hyung.]

I nodded.

As expected, it’s our Si-ha. He’s really cool.

Just looking at the blank faces of the two next to me, I could tell that this stage was amazing.

“Si-ha is really good, right?”

Ahn Kyung-ho was flustered at my words.

“Huh? What?”

“This is Si-ha. Making sense with few words. It’s called poetic license.”

“I think the poetic license I know has a different meaning?”

“Are you a Korean literature major?”

“No.”

“Then, never mind.”

Park Kyung-joon, who was listening to those words, made a funny face.

“Wow. Si-ha tore up this stage! He tore it up!”

Ahn Kyung-ho next to him looked at Park Kyung-joon with a dumbfounded expression.

“What did he tear up? Crazy. Is this rap?”

But Park Kyung-joon maintained his high tension without paying attention.

“He ate it all up!!”

“Stop it now. I’m embarrassed. Am I the only normal one here?!”

Tsk tsk. He doesn’t know that he’s the only abnormal one.

Ahn Kyung-ho is still far off.

“Okay! Now we’ll pick the first place winner. Take the stickers and put them on the presenter’s face here!”

Finally, it’s time to vote.

Of course, the winner will be Si-ha, right?

I was confident.

Ahn Kyung-ho made an ominous sound next to me.

“I don’t know about this?”