Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 165

We decided to start playing mini-games after our bodies warmed up a bit from the turtle game.

It would have been better if there were more people, but the newly formed Thunder Three Soccer Club couldn’t immediately fill its ranks.

Maybe the numbers will increase someday.

“Now that we’ve warmed up, shall we play some real soccer?”

“Wow! That’s exciting!”

“Ah!”

I defined the area where the children could run and play to their hearts’ content.

Using the entire futsal [indoor soccer] field would be a waste of space.

Just one goalpost and about half of the futsal field were enough.

“We don’t have a goalkeeper because we don’t have enough people. Instead, you can shoot when you get this far.”

“Ah! I was going to shoot right away!”

“I knew it!”

That was the rule to prevent that.

Actually, there would be no need for that if we had a goalkeeper.

“Hyung [older brother/male friend], Keeper! Is here.”

“Huh? You have one?”

“Ah ah. Is here.”

Siha put his hand in his pocket and rustled around.

And what he took out was something I hadn’t seen in a while.

A jelly toy!

“This. This.”

Siha ran to the goalpost and threw the jelly toy.

Thud!

It stuck to the grass floor and became one with it.

‘When did he prepare that?’

More than that, it looks too small to be a goalkeeper.

Siha came back with a satisfied face, and I couldn’t help but stroke his head.

Please don’t step on the goalkeeper.

I feel like it’s already getting flat, and at this rate, it’ll turn into the ground.

I feel strangely sorry for the toy Moon Do-hwan gave me.

“Ah! Then me too! Me too!”

Seung-joon started to follow suit when he saw that.

He placed his soccer ball in front of the goalpost.

I laughed as I watched the children create obstacles on their own.

Well, those obstacles aren’t really that effective.

“Okay. Then the opposing team is me. You have to get past me and shoot into the goal.”

“Okay! Huh? Then Si-hyeok hyung doesn’t shoot?”

“Yeah. If I shoot, you won’t be able to handle it. Can you steal the ball from hyung?”

“No.”

Seung-joon shook his head as if it were obvious.

I want to be a striker too, but if that happens, it won’t be much of a game.

This game should always be fun for the kids.

I will do my best to make sure it is.

“The condition for me to lose is simple. If you two score three goals, you win. If you can’t, hyung wins.”

“Wow! That sounds fun.”

“Ah ah!”

This can be said to be an application of what I learned from the turtle game.

Soccer is a team game.

Two people getting past an incredibly strong defender.

“Oh, right. I’m only going to walk, not run. Got it? Okay, let’s start! Start!”

“Start!”

“Starrrt!”

The soccer game started like that.

The first to grab the ball was Seung-joon.

He slowly dribbles, preparing to get past me.

As I gently approach, he runs quickly.

‘Where do you think you’re going?’

When you play soccer, there are always players faster than you.

To shake them off, you have to use your teammates.

‘Vision is important.’

You had to be aware of your surroundings even as you moved forward.

“Ah!”

“Got it stolen?”

Before I knew it, the ball was at my feet.

Seung-joon, who easily lost the ball, pouted as if he was upset.

“Back to the half-line.”

“Tch!”

Seung-joon ran away from me again.

Siha also runs alongside Seung-joon.

He’s probably trying to receive the ball.

Seung-joon passed with shining eyes.

Then he passes to me.

“Siha, stay there!”

“Ah ah. Hyung!”

Siha stopped abruptly while dribbling the ball.

No. Siha, why do you really stop when hyung tells you to stop……

Our Siha is a younger brother who listens very well.

That’s not it.

“Ahem. Siha, we’re in the middle of a game now. Even if hyung tells you to stop, you shouldn’t really stop.”

“Why?”

“Hyung is the opposing team. An enemy. An enemy. If an enemy tells Red not to transform, does Red not transform?”

“No.”

“Right? Just like you can’t attack when transforming, even if hyung tells you to stop, you shouldn’t really stop. Got it?”

“Ah ah!”

Now Siha seemed to understand and nodded.

I guess he didn’t recognize me as an enemy until now.

Well, it’s good if he knows now.

“Then let’s start again.”

Siha started dribbling the ball.

Thump. Thump.

He moves forward, working his short legs hard.

Seung-joon waves his hand, signaling for the ball.

As Siha tried to pass the ball, I stopped slightly without getting too close.

I hesitated as I was about to change direction and go to Seung-joon.

Because Siha missed the ball.

“Huh?”

He regains his senses and dribbles the ball forward.

Seung-joon laughs.

“Si-hyeok hyung. You were fooled by Siha’s feint!”

“Ah, no. Maybe that’s it?”

Actually, it looked like a miss, but Siha is a genius.

Unlike my mediocre thoughts, he must have already learned how to feint.

‘Then shall I speed up a bit?’

I approached Siha with quick strides.

“Guys, we’re not supposed to run.”

“Ah! Si-hyeok hyung walks so fast! Ahahaha!”

Seung-joon laughed loudly, not knowing what was so exciting.

As he moves to receive the ball, his positioning is really good.

I can feel his innate sense.

Seung-joon really seemed to have talent.

“Ah ah!”

Finally, Siha passed to Seung-joon.

The ball was stabbed diagonally.

Seung-joon gently received the ball with his inside foot and shot it as is.

The ball passes the soccer ball and jelly toy placed in front of the goal and shakes the net.

“Woah!”

“Ah ah!”

Seung-joon raised his hand, and Siha followed suit.

The pressure from such a tense defender gave a sense of victory.

That’s why they’re showing such satisfaction.

“Guys, don’t forget? You have to score three goals to win. You don’t win just because you scored one goal.”

“I know! I’ll score soon.”

“Ah ah!”

The children scored a goal and were overflowing with confidence.

Hehehe. What you have to show at times like this is the coldness of reality.

“Then shall we start again?”

“Yeah!”

“Ah ah.”

This time, Lee Siha is the first to dribble the ball.

I quickly stuck to Siha.

“Huh?”

Siha’s eyes widened at the pace that was faster than before.

Now, all he can do is have Seung-joon in front of him come back and receive Siha’s pass.

Or Siha getting past me with his individual skills.

“Ah! Si-hyeok hyung is getting faster!”

A 1-on-1 situation with the defender.

What choice will Lee Siha make?

The first reaction he showed was to move left and right to avoid getting the ball stolen.

Dododo to the left. When I quickly blocked it.

He quickly turned around and dododo to the right.

Once again, I quickly blocked it.

Siha pondered and said this.

“Ah ah! Hyung!”

“Why? Hyung is a defender. I’m going to steal the ball now.”

“No.”

Siha clenched his fist and gave strength.

What is he doing?

“Siha. Red transformation. Hyung. No. Not the ball.”

“You’re saying don’t steal the ball because you’re transforming into Red?”

“Ah ah.”

I was stunned as if I had been hit hard, and then I laughed.

Even though I made such an analogy.

I didn’t expect him to try to get out of it like this.

I had to apply it to the ball, but he applied the words I explained.

Three-year-old Lee Siha. He’s the type to use his head more than his body when he’s in danger.

On top of that, Seung-joon’s support fire.

“Ah! Si-hyeok hyung. You can’t touch him when Red is transforming. No one touches him when he uses his skills in soccer cartoons either.”

No. Guys. This is a real soccer game. Not a soccer cartoon……

Well, I had no choice but to go along with the kids this time.

Siha kicked the ball and moved slowly.

“Siha, can you dribble while transforming?”

“Ah ah. Siha. Transform.”

“Ahahaha! Siha is smart!”

Red stays in the same place even when he transforms, but Siha transforms while moving.

Isn’t this a scam?

It’s not a soccer cartoon, it’s a scene of scam soccer, not a real game.

“Ah ah! Shoot!”

Siha kicked the ball.

It rolled, crushed the jelly toy, and went straight into the goal.

With this, he recorded 2 goals.

“Wow!!”

“Ah ah!”

The existence of the defender has become useless.

Hehehe. But there’s a way.

The last third goal won’t be easy. You little rascals.

Seung-joon said excitedly.

“There’s only one goal left!”

“One goal!”

“Siha, let’s cheer up.”

“Ah ah.”

I know you’re done transforming. It’s no use.

As soon as I said that, Siha said.

“No. Seung-joon transformation no.”

“That only worked on the defender. But not now.”

I stood in front of the goalpost.

From now on, I’m going to be the goalkeeper and block all the kids’ balls.

“Hyung is a goalkeeper now. You know? I’m going to use my skills too. Hyung hand! Hyung also watched cartoons.”

“Tch!”

Your excuses don’t work anymore.

The last one appeared as an even stronger enemy.

Isn’t this a dramatic production?

“Come on. Come on. Hahaha!”

“Ah! That’s unfair!”

“Hyung. Unfair.”

I looked at them in disbelief.

No. You guys shouldn’t be doing that……

It wasn’t me who was being unfair first, it was them.

“Ahem. It wouldn’t be fun if I couldn’t move and stopped, would it? Don’t you think?”

“That’s true.”

“Ah ah.”

These children are quite weak at asserting their opinions.

Why are they so easily persuaded?

“Okay. This is the last hurdle. Get over me.”

“Okay!”

“Hyung!”

Now that they don’t need to move in the middle, the two of them kicked the ball hard.

They shoot, but they are often blocked in front of my hands and feet.

Sometimes they send it far away with a bang, and sometimes they gently roll it to the side.

Whenever that happens, the children follow the ball and run towards the goal again.

“Oops. I blocked it again.”

“Eek!”

“Huh?”

Seung-joon patted his chest as if he was frustrated.

He only needs to score one last goal, but he can’t.

“This won’t work. Siha, let’s pass, pass. And then shoot. Got it?”

“Ah ah.”

I wonder if he really understood.

I’m very worried. Well, I can make a dramatic production so that they can score now.

“Here I go!”

Seung-joon kicks the ball. Siha receives it.

The two take turns passing, confusing me.

Yes. The ball goes from side to side. Back and forth.

‘How long are you going to pass?’

The problem is that the pass isn’t ending in front of me.

I guess Siha didn’t understand after all?

No. No. Looking at their expressions, they don’t know who’s going to shoot.

As I was watching the endless relay, I asked.

“Who’s going to kick?”

“Hyung. Siha is!”

“Oh, really?!”

Siha kindly answered.

I’ve been thinking about it since the last hide-and-seek, but there are no secrets between Siha and me like this.

I turned my body slightly towards Siha.

When Siha’s ball comes, I have to pretend to fly and block it.

A scenario where I exquisitely miss and drop it.

“Ah ah! Seung-joon!!!”

“Awesome!”

Seung-joon received the ball and kicked it up as is.

I can’t believe Seung-joon was going to kick it.

I turned my body a beat late and reached out my hand.

“Ah!”

“Ah ah?!”

I hear the screams of the two.

They probably didn’t know I would react this quickly.

The prediction was wrong, but the dramatic production didn’t end.

The ball hits the tip of my hand. Thud.

I excessively swing my arm to change direction and show off my showmanship.

The ball that soared up goes dramatically into the goalpost.

I look at Seung-joon and Siha with a look of shock on my face.

Gently opening my mouth.

“Ah……”

A sigh of regret that I really didn’t expect scattered in the air.

The two children, completely fooled by the truthful expression.

“Wow! Siha!!!”

“Ah ah! Seung-joon!!”

They hug each other and jump around.

They laugh happily for a while and run towards me.

“Hyung. Siha win!”

“Uwaaaa! Si-hyeok hyung. I won!”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah.”

The children grab me and jump around again.

I also swayed my body with the children’s joy.

But guys. There’s one thing you forgot.

‘I lost……’

Anyway, it’s good if the two of them are happy.

If the two of them are happy, I feel like I won even though I lost.

That’s all that matters.

So we jumped around in place for a while, messing up our hair and playing.