Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 166

After playing with the kids, I was drenched in sweat.

But the weather was cool, so it wasn’t too bad.

Well, that’s me, but maybe not for them.

“Ah! It’s hot!”

“Aah.”

They plopped down on the grass, flapping their shirts.

Their wet hair stuck to their foreheads, looking so cute.

I took out ionic drinks and towels from my sports bag.

“Here. Wipe your sweat with this.”

“Wow! A towel!”

“Huh? Why?”

Seung-jun took it without hesitation and wiped his face and hair.

Siha looked like he was wondering why he had to wipe.

Then he dabbed his face on the towel and handed it to me.

“The weather is unpredictable these days, so you might catch a cold. That’s why I’m wiping off your sweat. Moisture can make your body cold.”

“Cold?”

“Yeah. If your body gets cold suddenly, it hurts. Siha, you had a fever before, right?”

“Siha. Hurt.”

“Right. Next time, wipe your sweat so that doesn’t happen again. Ack! Seung-jun, why are you taking off your shirt?”

Seung-jun took off his shirt and was cooling off.

He always has some quirky side to him.

“Si-hyuk hyung [older brother/friend]. The sweat disappears like this. It’s cool.”

“No. The sweat dries in the wind, but… you’ll catch a cold. Let’s put your clothes back on.”

“Okay.”

Siha tried to take off his shirt after seeing Seung-jun, but I stopped him.

Siha’s cute belly was slightly exposed, so I quickly hid it.

“Siha, let’s drink some juice. It’s good to drink this after exercising. Seung-jun too.”

I opened the ionic drinks, and they gulped them down.

Siha took his mouth off the drink and said.

“Phew! Delicious! Hyung. This is delicious!”

“Wahaha! Siha. This is called a sports drink.”

“Huh? Sportchu Drinku [mispronunciation of ‘sports drink’]?”

“Mom told me that if you drink it after exercising, the soccer energy will grow!”

“Ah! Soccer energy!”

That line sounds familiar. Isn’t that a cereal commercial line?

Well, it’s good if they drink it well.

It’s not a taste that young children particularly dislike.

What should I say? It’s not bad, but it’s bland compared to other carbonated drinks?

Still, after sweating like this, there’s nothing like it.

I was also thirsty, so I poured the drink into my mouth at once.

Gulp. Gulp.

Seung-jun, who saw that, exclaimed.

“Wow! Si-hyuk hyung! You drank it all at once!”

“Hyung! Amazing!”

“Huh? Huh? Really?”

I was embarrassed by the excessive reaction to drinking 500 milliliters [approx. 17 ounces] at once.

It would be different if I drank 1.5 liters [approx. 50 ounces].

It seems like this is also amazing in the eyes of children.

“I can’t lose!”

“Aah! Siha too!”

Gulp, gulp.

The kids were drinking the juice hard to follow me.

I wanted to take a picture as a memento of them looking like they were blowing trumpets to the sky.

Click.

At that moment, Siha’s eyes widened.

He drew a V with his trembling left hand.

“Pfft. Ah, really. I’ll take it again.”

Click.

Siha made a V with a comfortable expression.

Seung-jun stared at the camera with his eyes wide open, holding an ionic drink in one hand.

It was strange that he raised one eyebrow.

Why do these kids refuse to take pictures normally?

Siha is particularly obsessed with normal V poses, and Seung-jun likes to make strange expressions.

I thought that I might regret not having a picture of a pretty smile when I look at the pictures later.

“Shall we just smile? Brightly.”

“Hee~”

“Aah!”

“No. Let’s take a picture holding a soccer ball each. Soccer ball, smile for me. One, two!”

“Smile! Puhaha [onomatopoeia for laughter]! How can a soccer ball smile! Puhaha!”

“Aah! Wooseo [mispronunciation of ‘laughing’]?”

Siha, isn’t that an expression of why are you laughing?

I took another picture while watching them.

Click.

“Si-hyuk hyung, let’s take a picture together!”

“Aah!”

“Okay. Then.”

I switched to selfie mode to take a picture with the three of us.

The kids came up close when I told them to get closer.

They hugged me and put their cheeks together.

‘Hey? Guys? Why are you so extreme?’

The kids thought it was fun and stuck together so much that their cheeks were squashed for a better picture.

In the end, I couldn’t take a normal picture and took a pretty funny picture.

Later, they’ll say, ‘Why did you take it like this!’

Don’t regret it. You took it like this.

That’s right, my face is the most distorted.

Maybe they’ll burst out laughing when they see my face instead of their own later. Damn it.

“Si-hyuk hyung. Let’s go to Dad now! I want to see Dad play soccer!”

“Okay. I got it. Siha, let’s go. We have to see how well Seung-jun’s dad is doing.”

“Aah!”

So we left the futsal field.

***

When I went to the soccer field, the hot air was surrounding the area.

Of course, it just felt like that, and everyone was seriously playing soccer.

“Hyung. There!”

“Yeah. Seung-jun’s dad is over there.”

We sat down and watched around.

Looking at the time, it seems like they are playing the second half.

Seung-jun watched his dad with shining eyes.

“Si-hyuk hyung. Dad is working hard!”

“Yeah. He’s working hard.”

“Yeah! He’s sweating a lot like me. It flowed and hit his knee.”

Don’t lie. There’s no way you can see that far.

But maybe Seung-jun’s eyesight is really good.

Well, I have good eyesight too, but I couldn’t see the location where the sweat droplets of the running person were falling.

I think it’s a lie?

“Ah!”

While I was thinking that, one person grabbed his leg and fell.

He comes to our side in a hurry. He takes out a pain reliever from his bag and throws it.

The person who caught the pain reliever starts spraying it on his ankle.

It seems like he sprained his ankle.

He feels a little better and comes to our side with support.

“Rest here for a while.”

“Ah. I suddenly sprained my ankle.”

“That’s because you haven’t kicked a ball in a long time. If you came often, how good would it be.”

“Geez. That’s too much. Did I want to sprain it? Take me to the hospital. Call 119 [emergency services number in Korea]. Call 119.”

“Looking at your mouth flying around, I don’t think you need to call 119? Let’s just put on a patch and finish it.”

“I’m going to take a day off on Monday.”

“Wow~ Are you going to use this as an excuse to get out of the briefing on Monday?”

“Then half day?”

“Are you going to play the game right now?”

“Ah. Senior.”

“Be quiet. Does your direct supervisor at work become your school senior just because you came to college?”

“You’re a senior.”

Listening to the story, it seems like they were graduate students at our school.

As the two were having a banter, another person approached.

“Then are we going to have 10 people running? I came today with the exact number of people. Oh?”

My eyes met.

To be exact, he looked at me and then looked at Seung-jun next to Siha.

“Isn’t this Seung-jun? Did you come with your dad?”

“Yeah! Hello, mister!”

“Okay. But who is the student next to you?”

“Si-hyuk hyung! Siha hyung!”

“Ah. So you’re called Si-hyuk.”

He looks at me as if he’s aiming for prey.

I feel sweaty because I think I know what he’s going to say, and Professor Oh Sang-hwan approaches.

“Chief Kim. Are you going to continue? Or should we take one person out?”

“No. There’s a good player here. He has all the soccer shoes. How about it? There’s only 30 minutes left, can you play with us? Professor Oh. Is he your student?”

Oh Sang-hwan scratched his head as if he was in trouble.

“Ah. That’s. He is a student, but. He’s not in our department.”

“But aren’t you close enough to take care of Seung-jun? You said Si-hyuk over there, right? How about it? Can you play for a while? Ah, of course, you can refuse.”

Then Siha pulled on my pants.

“Hyung. Soccer soccer do [Let’s play soccer].”

“Shall hyung play?”

“Aah. Siha see. Siha cheer~”

It seems like Siha wants to see me play.

Oh Sang-hwan made an apologetic expression.

There’s no need to be sorry.

You can refuse if you don’t want to.

“Then, instead of playing, will the chief buy us delicious dinner? The kids eat really well.”

“Huh? Haha. You’re a funny friend. Okay, good. Let’s go eat something delicious after this game. I’ll make a reservation for a very expensive place where the table breaks. How about it?”

“Then the story changes. Good.”

“A friend who is injured here can take care of the kids, so don’t worry. Ah! Can you play wing?”

“Yes. It’s okay.”

“Then that’s it.”

So I got to play the game.

The position on the right side of the attackers.

As I loosened my legs slightly, the game resumed.

It wasn’t bad to play for only 30 minutes and get a delicious dinner.

Siha and Seung-jun want to see me play soccer over there.

I wonder what the two of them are talking about while looking at me?

Seung-jun is pointing at me and Oh Sang-hwan and moving his mouth.

Could it be that they are talking about who is better?

Bbeeeep-

The whistle blows, signaling the start.

I turned my head and looked at the ball.

Tuk tuk. I gently kicked the ball and moved forward.

I widened my view and selected a position.

Tuk. Rumble.

The moment the ball landed on my feet, I exploded forward.

“Wow! Si-hyuk hyung is fast!!”

“Hyung! Fast!”

The voices of the two people are heard from afar.

I smiled and ran straight to the side.

The opposing team, who didn’t know how fast I was, looked embarrassed.

‘This kind of surprise is only once.’

I passed two people at once and kicked the ball straight to the center.

The attacker shot without missing the opportunity, and the ball shook the goal net, scoring a point.

Everyone burst into laughter as if they were excited because they scored quickly.

1 assist.

I think I’ve done my part as a substitute here.

“Wow. Amazing?”

The teammate came to congratulate the goal, but I had no choice but to stop for a moment.

Because Siha and Seung-jun had already come and were shouting and jumping.

“Waaaaaa!”

“Hyung. Amazing!”

“Ahahaha.”

There…. I didn’t score the goal?

And you guys can’t come in here.

The person who scored the goal smiled at the sight.

Anyway, it’s embarrassing for no reason, so let’s make them happy together and go back to their seats.

“Haha.”

Geez. Why is it so embarrassing?

***

That’s how the 30-minute second half ended.

Everyone was wiping their sweat and preparing to go to the sauna, as if they were happy to have run around.

Siha and Seung-jun start chattering next to me.

“Si-hyuk hyung is really good! Right?”

“Aah. Hyung. Red. Red.”

“Ahahaha.”

Professor Oh Sang-hwan grabbed my shoulder next to me.

“Thank you for today. I didn’t know you would even play soccer.”

“No problem. I get to eat something delicious too. What.”

“Did you bring clothes to change into?”

“Yes. I brought casual clothes.”

“Then that’s it. It’s good to go to the bathhouse together and relieve the fatigue.”

“Aha.”

“And if you go to eat, keu [onomatopoeia for satisfaction]. It feels like the day is over today. Chief Kim said he’s paying for the bathhouse fee too?”

“Really? You don’t have to do that.”

Chief Kim heard that and shouted from a distance.

“Where does a college student have money! He even takes care of young children. Just take it. It’s the daily wage for playing the game today.”

“Chief. What about us?”

“You guys make a lot of money. Pay with your money.”

I bowed my head, saying thank you.

Today, the bath fee and food expenses are saved.

“Hyung. Mogyuk moya [mispronunciation of ‘What’s mokyok?’]?”

“It’s not mogyuk, it’s mokyok [Korean word for ‘bath’]. What is mokyok is when Siha and hyung go into warm water together.”

“Hot?”

“Huh? That’s right. It could be hot.”

“Huh? No. Hot. No. Ttigaedae [mispronunciation of ‘stew’]. Ttigae [stew]. Siha not tasty.”

“Puhaha.”

It seems like he was thinking of the witch in the fairy tale.

The idea of ​​becoming a human stew when entering the tub seems to come from here.

“Siha not tasty?”

“Aah. Siha not tasty. Eat. No dae~ [No way~]”

“I see. But you have to go in! With hyung who Siha likes!”

“!!!”

Siha started to think seriously.

Whether to become a stew with hyung. Or not to go.

“Hyung. Go?”

“Yeah. Hyung has to go no matter what? I’m going no matter what.”

“Hyung not tasty. Hyung no. Siha house. Go.”

“Sorry, but I have to go.”

“!!!”

Siha wiggled his fingers and made a determined look.

“Siha too! Gachi [Together]!”

“Ahaha. Thank you.”

Oh Sang-hwan tilted his head when he saw that.

“What does it mean? Is going to the bathhouse such a big deal?”

Hmm. He doesn’t know Siha’s language well.

Oh Sang-hwan only knows programming languages, but not Siha’s language.