Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 150

Meanwhile, the mothers from Happy Daycare were watching from the corner.

They clapped so loudly every time their child appeared that it was almost deafening.

“Whee! Whee!”

They whistled and livened up the atmosphere.

It seemed so adorable to see their children speaking in clear, high-pitched voices on stage without trembling.

“Oh my, oh my. Look at our daughter. Isn’t she doing so well?”

“Hahaha. She is. Just as good as my son, wouldn’t you say?”

“Jeongho’s mom, Jeongho is very dependable.”

They complimented each other’s children. If you give something, you get something in return.

They watched the presentations of the Happy Daycare children end in such a friendly atmosphere.

Of course, each of them thought their own child would win first place in their hearts.

But…….

That thought didn’t last long.

Jongsu, the first presenter from Gangin Daycare, came out.

“Whose son is that, pronouncing everything so clearly?”

“Wow. The PPT [PowerPoint presentation] is so clean and well-made.”

A slight sense of unease lingered at Jongsu’s wonderful presentation.

Who knew such a talented child would appear in a competition like this.

It seemed like first place was out of reach.

“These things are about finding meaning in participation. Why would competition matter?”

“That’s right. We should praise our child’s bravery.”

After Jongsu finished, it was Jaehwi’s turn.

His presentation wasn’t particularly great, but the PPT quality was exceptional.

An emotional atmosphere and color scheme.

It was the most complete PPT shown so far.

“Oh my, oh my. What on earth did he do to the PPT?”

“That’s really amazing. But our child’s presentation is better.”

As they unconsciously repeated comparisons and praises, Seungjun and Hana created laughter with their ingenious presentation, which made them feel a little relieved.

But when Siha came out last, their thoughts changed once again.

“That picture is moving?”

“Four penguins are playing like emoticons. How cute.”

The moving emoticons were frolicking on the PPT.

The text was embedded as is, without any animation, to focus attention on the pictures.

The words were inconspicuous, and only the pictures stood out.

At this point, the mothers became curious.

“Is there something different about daycares affiliated with universities? Look at that PPT…….”

“What kind of education do they provide that makes all the children so unique?”

“I agree. They must be providing a high level of education.”

It was a misunderstanding.

The high quality of the PPT was solely due to the competition.

Just because it was affiliated with a university didn’t mean they received exceptional education.

But the mothers from Happy Daycare didn’t know the full story.

“Apparently, Teacher Dahui is very good at teaching there.”

“No wonder! She’s different just from hosting the event!”

While they were chatting, Siha’s presentation began.

It was like a poem.

More concise than the words written on the PPT.

“Huh? Something’s strange?”

“It feels like the words make sense and don’t make sense at the same time?”

“But it’s really cute.”

“He’s waving to that man in the corner after it’s all over? He’s calling him ‘hyung’ [older brother or close male friend], so that must be his older brother.”

“Oh my. Is that poem for his older brother? How adorable.”

“The child is so warm. But no matter what, I think this kind of character education is possible because it’s a daycare in a university!”

That wasn’t the case; Siha just particularly liked his older brother.

Of course, the mothers had no way of knowing that.

“Wow. I want to send my child there too…….”

“Me too. But it’s not easy.”

A daycare created for the welfare of professors and faculty members.

This alone was a very difficult condition.

So, it was not easy to get in.

Like selling limited-edition items, the status of Gangin Daycare rose endlessly.

What you can’t have is always tempting.

Thus, the rumors about Teacher Yudahui spread more and more today.

Of course, Teacher Dahui had no idea about these rumors.

***

The voting began.

They put stickers on the pictures of the children who gave the best presentations.

The same was true for Siha.

He had to vote for someone other than himself, so he was contemplating.

He stuck his face to the paper and stared intently.

The teacher smiled and said.

“Siha, can you see the faces if you stick your face like that?”

“Ah, I can see them!”

“You can see them? I don’t think so?”

“Yes, I can.”

Siha was seriously contemplating.

It was difficult to choose who was the best.

So, after much deliberation, he put it on Seungjun.

Because Seungjun was his best friend.

It was a vote based on connections.

“Are you done?”

“Ah.”

Siha came down and sat in his seat.

It was a secret ballot, so no one knew who voted for whom.

Seungjun said to Siha.

“Siha, who did you vote for?”

“Ah? Shh!”

“No, just tell me. I’ll tell you too.”

“Hana too. Hana too.”

The teacher smiled like a mother, watching them.

Kids, I can hear everything.

Seungjun seemed to know that too, so he looked around.

Then he lowered his voice.

“Then whisper it in my ear. You have to speak quietly.”

Seungjun put his ear close.

Siha hesitated, then put his hands together and began to speak.

“Ah, Seungjun.”

“Oh! Really?!”

“Ah.”

“Yes! I voted for Siha too.”

The last words echoed quite loudly.

The teacher smiled awkwardly on the stage.

Seungjun, if you say that, everyone will know you voted for each other, right?

Hana next to him had a blatantly disappointed expression.

“Tch! Hana voted for Siha too. But you didn’t give it to Hana.”

Siha readily apologized to Hana.

Because he felt a little sorry.

If he could vote one more time, he would have given it to Hana.

“Ah? Hana. Sorry~”

“It’s okay. Instead, tell Siheoki oppa [older brother or close male friend] to vote for me.”

“Ah?”

“Hana is going to K-Pop Star. I’m going to win.”

“Ah?”

Hana, still young, was already thinking of going on the audition program K-Pop Star.

She wanted him to vote for her via text message when the time came.

But Siha didn’t know what K-Pop Star was.

“Star?”

“Yes. I’m going to be a star! A cool idol!”

“Ah!”

Only then did Siha nod.

He didn’t know why he had to vote, but he vowed to tell his older brother.

“Siha, you have to tell him, okay?”

“Ah.”

It ended only after he promised several times.

The teacher came forward as the voting ended.

“Now! Only the announcement of the first place winner of the competition remains! Are you all curious? Who won first place!”

“Yes!”

“Don’t be too disappointed if you didn’t win first place! There will be a small prize for those who didn’t win first place!”

The teacher waved a bag of snacks.

If everyone gets a prize like this, the children’s disappointment will be lessened.

Anyway, it’s true that everyone got something.

“Then I will announce it! The first place winner of the poetry and drawing contest is~~”

Pausing for a beat.

“Will it be Siha! Will it be Seungjun! Or will it be Hana! Jongsu, Jaehwi…….”

As she kept saying names endlessly, the director stared with cold eyes.

Teacher Yudahui, who received a signal to keep it short, coughed awkwardly.

“Then I will really announce it. First place! Congratulations! Jongsu from Gangin Daycare!”

“Wow!”

“Please come to the stage.”

Jongsu shrugged his shoulders and came up to the stage.

No matter how great the PPT is, what matters in a presentation is speaking.

It was natural for Jongsu, who spoke in clear and accurate pronunciation, to win the award.

Of course, Siha would have been overwhelmingly in first place when evaluating only the PPT drawings.

Seungjun grumbled.

“Tch! Siha did well.”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

“Ah?”

Siha tilted his head.

Actually, there was nothing to be disappointed about.

Because he didn’t want to win first place.

But he was a little envious of the pop-up book that Jongsu received.

Seungjun shouted.

“Agh! We have to be Jongsu’s subordinates for a day! Siha, what should we do?”

“Ah? Ah!”

Siha had completely forgotten.

In fact, he hadn’t thought much about it.

“What if Jongsu makes us do something weird!”

“Ah? No. Jongsu. No.”

“No way. Jongsu will make us do something weird.”

Hana sighed as if she was worried too.

Jongsu in front looked at the three of them triumphantly.

“Now. Jongsu, please say a few words about your impressions.”

“Yes!”

Jongsu said his acceptance speech as his mother had taught him.

“I think I received this good award because I thoroughly prepared and reviewed every day. Thank you!”

He bowed politely.

The children had faces that said, ‘What is preparation and review?’

The mothers from Happy Daycare praised Jongsu, saying, “Oh my, oh my. As expected! He’s different. Gangin Daycare.”

Of course, it was a misunderstanding.

And Park Kyungjun, at the back of the stage, tried to get up, shouting, “I object!” but was hit by Ahn Gyeongho.

Even Sihyuk is staying still, so why are you stepping up?

***

These days, it takes 30 years for an artist to make a name for themselves.

I don’t know if it’s true, but you have to build a long career and spread the word to be successful.

In that sense, Siha’s art may not be appealing to people yet.

The results are a bit disappointing.

No, very disappointing.

To not recognize this amazing presentation.

I should go comfort Siha.

“Then I’ll go to Siha.”

I got up from my seat and said goodbye to Ahn Gyeongho and Park Kyungjun.

But the two of them looked at me with questioning eyes.

“Sihyuk, we have to go together. Are you going to sneak away alone?”

“That’s right. We have to go together at times like this.”

I scratched my cheek.

“Why? You don’t need to come, do you?”

“Kyungwhan is there too, so we should go together. Isn’t it the president’s role to praise Siha for being really great, even though he didn’t win first place?”

Siha isn’t a member of the club, so why are you trying to praise him as the president?

Anyway, what a good excuse.

Still, praising Siha is always right, so I decided to go forward with them.

“Okay. Let’s go. Let’s go.”

As we went forward, Siha welcomed me.

“Hyung!”

He ran to me and hugged me.

I felt something cozy.

I gently stroked his head and patted him.

As if to say he did a really good job.

“Siha, you did well. You did really well. You were the best.”

“Ah.”

“Next time, let’s practice the presentation too. You saw Jongsu, right? He practiced hard.”

“Ah!”

“If Siha wants to win first place, you have to practice. Got it?”

“Ah.”

Nodding.

He nodded his head up and down no matter what I said, so I wondered if he really understood.

Anyway, he’s smart, so he must have understood everything.

Ahn Gyeongho and Park Kyungjun also praised Siha from behind.

“Siha, you did really well.”

“Siha, you killed it! You killed it!”

“What did he kill? Stop it!”

“It’s true?”

Anyway, those two are funny.

Then Shin Kyungwhan approached, clearing his throat.

“Siha, you were really great. And you two. Follow me! We have to clean up. Where are you going to play!”

“Agh! Wait a minute! I’m the president.”

“What’s the president? What is the president anyway?! Kyungjun, aren’t you coming too?”

“Friend, let’s talk without grabbing the back of my neck!”

The two of them were dragged away like that.

Seungjun, who was next to Siha, laughed, holding his stomach, watching the scene.

Hana pulled on my pants.

“Siheoki oppa! Hana? Did Hana do well?”

“Hana did really well too? It was like a singer! It was nice because it was like you were singing!”

“Hehe. I’m happy.”

I looked at Seungjun.

“Seungjun’s love for soccer is amazing, right?”

“Yes!”

Seungjun smiled proudly as if he was happy.

I realized today for the first time that liking soccer could be a compliment when you’re giving a presentation.

“Hey!”

Jongsu ran from afar.

Jongsu, with a mischievous face, puffed out his chest and laughed.

“Haha! I won the bet?! You’re all my subordinates just for tomorrow! Hahaha!”

“Heehee. Jongsu, let’s go together~ Are you going to make me a subordinate too?”

“Of course!”

Jongsu patted Jaehwi’s shoulder hard.

I smiled awkwardly.

‘We made that bet…….’

I hope he doesn’t make us do anything weird.