Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 20

Hyung, Am I Cute? – Episode 20 (20/500)

Perhaps because it was a child speaking, the upperclassman left without much argument.

Seo Su-hyeon covered her mouth beside me, her shoulders shaking with laughter.

“Pfft. Ah, your brother is the best.”

Seo Su-hyeon approached Siha.

“You’re Siha, right? Hello?”

“Ah-ah.”

“I’m Su-hyeon noona [older sister figure]. I’m Siha’s hyung’s [older brother figure] junior here. Now, repeat after me. Noona. Noona.”

“Ah-ah.”

“Ah, so cute! What to do?”

I hugged Siha tightly.

“What do you mean, ‘What to do?’ We should go inside.”

“Yes~ Siha, thank you for helping. How are you more reliable than Si-hyeok oppa [older brother figure]?”

“Even if you say that, I can’t give you Siha. What’s the age difference…”

“Seriously? Oppa. I have a conscience too. Do you think I would think like that?”

“Unless the possibility is zero, it’s natural to be wary.”

“Funny.”

Seo Su-hyeon snorted.

As she reached out to stroke Siha’s hair, I spun around to avoid her hand.

“Are you really going to be like this?”

“No. Go wash your hands before you touch him.”

“If you say that, I have nothing to say. Your guard is really tight.”

“Of course. Our Siha isn’t that easy. Right, Siha?”

“Ah-ah.”

Siha raised his hand.

Yeah. I don’t think he understood.

But it’s okay because he’s cute.

“Whatever it was, let’s go in if it’s resolved.”

“It was just an annoying upperclassman. Ah, he’s in the same year as oppa, right?”

“Yeah. But I don’t even know his name.”

“What? That upperclassman probably knows oppa’s name?”

“Why?”

“Oppa was the top of the class. It’s weird not to remember.”

“Hmm. It’s okay. I don’t care.”

We said that and went into the study room.

Team members were sitting in their seats and greeted us.

More precisely, they greeted Siha.

“Wow, so cute!”

“I want to touch his cheek.”

“Hello~”

“Ah-ah.”

When Siha raised his hand, everyone went wild.

As expected, everyone recognizes Siha’s charm at a glance.

We decided to become close in the future.

“Then, Siha, keep drawing diligently. Hyung will study hard with those hyungs [older brother figures] and noonas [older sister figures] over there.”

“Ah-ah.”

I took off Siha’s shoes and put him on the desk.

I installed the tablet stand and put a pen in Siha’s hand.

“Okay, shall we start the meeting?”

“Um, Si-hyeok sunbae [senior]. Siha is so cute that I can’t concentrate.”

“It’s okay. You’ll concentrate once we start.”

The meeting began.

The topic we received was solving the problem of bullying.

I don’t know how other teams will prepare, but what we need to prepare clearly here is the direction.

“As you know, the problem of bullying is very broad. There’s also the term ‘invisible bullying.’ It’s also true that it’s developing very intelligently. It exists even in universities, where intellectuals attend.”

Then Seo Su-hyeon said.

“Oppa, what would you do if Siha was bullied or assaulted?”

“Siha?”

The answer came out without going through my brain because I could imagine it.

“Of course, I’d beat the ringleader to death… Ahem.”

I didn’t say the last part, conscious of Siha next to me.

Everyone seemed surprised by those words.

“Oppa, you have a surprisingly violent side. Your expressions seem to vary when it comes to Siha.”

“Ahem. Anyway, I don’t know what solutions the other team will come up with, but I can roughly guess what data they’ll bring.”

“What? How do you know that?”

“It’s a competition next week. It’s the first order. So, at best, the data they’ll research will be about the rate of bullying. Or they might bring a legal interpretation.”

“The law needs to be changed?”

“That’s what it could be. It’s not necessarily the case.”

“Then what’s our solution?”

“The most realistic and feasible one. And collecting data to refute. Finally, when it comes to rational logic, we respond emotionally.”

The meeting went very smoothly.

My role was to make them think in other directions when their thoughts were about to lean to one side.

A role as a leader who doesn’t give opinions, but synthesizes and guides well.

Sometimes, I solidified my position as a consultant.

After roughly deciding which direction to investigate and respond to, we were able to end the meeting.

“Our Siha. Did you draw hard again today?”

“Ah-ah.”

He was interested in drawing penguin characters these days.

Even if the progress was slow, it seemed like he was coloring little by little.

I don’t know well even if I look at it.

I know that those many layers are traces of time.

It seemed to take longer to color than to draw.

“Siha. Shall we go eat dinner now?”

“Ah-ah.”

Then Seo Su-hyeon looked at Siha’s drawing from behind.

“Wow! You drew really well! Siha drew this?! You’re a genius~”

“It’s not drawing. It’s coloring.”

“Ah, it’s not drawing?”

“Sometimes they distribute line drawings for free these days. Haha.”

“What is a line drawing?”

“A picture drawn with lines like that.”

“It’s just coloring! It’s different from our time. We used to color in sketchbooks with crayons. Siha uses Photoshop?”

“That’s right. He’s smart, so he chooses the colors himself.”

“I see.”

I gently pressed save and turned off the tablet.

“Hyung.”

“Yeah. Okay. We have to go eat.”

Everyone was happy to hear that we were eating.

I guess the meeting was a little tough.

I used my head a lot too.

“Siha. What do you want to eat?”

“Ah-ah.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Shall we go eat seolleongtang [ox bone soup]? Seolleongtang.”

Seo Su-hyeon next to me said in an absurd tone.

“How can he understand that?”

“What do you mean understand? Of course, we have to go eat something Siha hasn’t eaten before.”

“Ah, what is it.”

What’s wrong?

It’s obvious.

***

Thursday. Gangin Kindergarten.

Siha saw Hyung off diligently today too.

“Hyung. I’m leaving.”

“Ah-ah! Hyung!”

“I’m really leaving?”

“Ah-ah.”

“Really. Really. Leaving?”

“Ah-ah.”

A teacher who couldn’t stand it said.

“Hyung, please go. Don’t turn around and talk after going 10cm.”

“Haha. Siha’s eyes keep holding me back…”

The teacher looked at Siha’s face.

Stare-

Siha also looked at the teacher’s face.

Stare-

The conclusion the teacher came to after staring at each other was one.

“It looks the same as usual, so I think you can go. Siha plays well here?”

“The teacher hasn’t read the thesis on Siha’s facial expressions yet…”

“Yes, yes. I’ll read it later, so please go quickly. Your lecture time is up.”

“Okay. Then Siha. I’ll be back a little late at 4 o’clock today. You have to be good until then.”

“Ah-ah.”

Siha now knows what four o’clock is.

Because he knows what the shape of ‘4’ is.

He just has to wait for Hyung while looking at it.

“Hyung. Bye-bye.”

“Yeah. Bye-bye.”

Siha, who had sent Hyung away like that, became a little sullen.

“Oh my. Siha. Your expression has changed a little?”

“Ah-ah.”

“Is it because Hyung left?”

“Ah-ah.”

Nod nod.

“Good job. Our Siha. Hyung will be back soon. Let’s play with Seung-jun over there.”

When the teacher pointed to Seung-jun, Siha turned his head.

Seung-jun, who peeked out his face, popped out.

“Siha! I brought something amazing today!”

“Ah-ah.”

“Tada!”

What Seung-jun took out from behind his back was a ball.

A small basketball different from the soccer ball last time.

A ball that bounced well like a bouncy ball.

“It’s called a basketball.”

“Ah-ah?”

“Like this. You do it like this!”

Seung-jun bounced the basketball in his hand.

“And like this, shoot!”

It drew a beautiful parabola and went into the cylindrical trash can.

The teacher had already given up and didn’t say anything.

Because that trash can had long since turned into a basketball hoop, not a place to put trash.

“How is it? Amazing, right?”

“Ah-ah!”

Siha’s eyes lit up at the new game.

“Okay. Siha, you try it.”

“Ah-ah.”

Siha lowered his butt.

The teacher looked at him with satisfaction because his plump butt stood out.

Siha didn’t notice that and concentrated all his nerves on the ball and shot.

Floating~

Unfortunately, it only went halfway.

“Ahahaha!”

Seung-jun laughed, holding his stomach, wondering what was so funny.

Siha looked at Seung-jun like that and picked up the ball again.

The teacher glanced at Siha like that and sent small cheers.

Seung-jun said.

“Siha. Try harder.”

“Ah-ah.”

“Shoot!”

“Shoot!”

Siha threw the ball.

Unfortunately, the ball bounced off the edge of the trash can.

The ball flew as it was and hit one’s head.

“Ah!”

Hana rubbed her head and looked at where Siha and Seung-jun were.

“Oppa! Siha! You have to play quietly! You’ll get a spanking on your butt.”

The teacher obtained information that Seung-jun and Hana’s mother spanked them when they scolded them.

“Eek! I hate getting spanked!”

“Ah-ah?”

“Doesn’t Si-hyeok hyung spank Siha’s butt?”

Siha thought about Hyung scolding him.

He recalled Si-hyeok’s appearance when he scribbled on the refrigerator.

“A little.”

He held up one finger and made the kindest face Siha could make.

And he stroked the back of his head.

“Hyung.”

Seung-jun made a surprised expression.

“Eek! Does Si-hyeok hyung hit Siha’s head? Flick?”

“Ah-ah?”

“You shouldn’t get hit on the head…”

Shake shake.

“Huh? No?”

“Ah-ah.”

“Then?”

Siha stood up from his seat and stroked Seung-jun’s head.

“Euhahahaha! It tickles!”

“Ah-ah!”

“I’m ticklish too!”

The two children rolled on the floor.

The topic of being scolded had already left the two children.

Hana, who saw the scene, said.

“Oh my. When will you grow up?”

It was another peaceful day at the kindergarten.

***

Gangin University. Lecture room.

I felt a hotter gaze than anyone else.

It doesn’t seem to be because of the bowl cut.

Everyone doesn’t say anything about this hair, whether they planned it or are pretending not to know.

Ah, except for Seo Su-hyeon.

“Hey, Su-hyeon.”

“Why?”

I whispered to Seo Su-hyeon next to me.

“Why is that classmate sending me such a hot gaze?”

“It’s because he doesn’t like oppa.”

“What did I do?”

“Rather than what oppa did, it’s what Siha did.”

“Ah, really? What’s his reputation usually like?”

“What is it? He’s known for hitting on people everywhere.”

“Ah. To women?”

“He hits on them if they’re pretty. Like me.”

“Shameless.”

“Pretty kids know they’re pretty. There are already modern aesthetic standards. What. We see each other’s faces every day, so how could we not know?”

“That’s true too.”

“I’m expressing confidence rather than humility.”

Seo Su-hyeon looked at me with sparkling eyes.

“Oh, okay. You don’t have to appeal to me, so wipe the sleep out of your left eye.”

“Tsk.”

She didn’t talk to me because she knew she was embarrassed.

‘That’s right… What should I do with that hot gaze?’

If what I heard before is true, he was on the opposing debate team.

‘Maybe it’ll be easy. Because he’s likely to make the most basic mistakes.’

Maybe it’s an advantage for me.

War ends before it even begins.

It’s already decided depending on who is prepared and collects information.

I know that classmate’s bad feelings, and that will soon lead to mistakes.

‘Let’s not worry about it.’

It’s more useful to pay a little more attention to Siha than to worry about my classmate.

“Then that’s it for today.”

When the professor’s class ended, I got up from my seat.

“Oppa. Where are you going? Do you want to study and have dinner together?”

“I have to go to the kindergarten.”

“Ah, that’s right. Siha!”

“So study and eat with that classmate behind you.”

“Seriously? That’s crossing the line.”

“Do you hate it that much?”

“Yes. He’s not my style at all.”

“There’s a big difference when you can’t see.”

I packed my bags and headed to the kindergarten.

Buzz buzz.

Vibration rang in my pocket.

[Baek Dong-hwan]

“Hello.”

“Hyungnim [term of respect for an older brother or senior]!”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Do you perhaps like Siha’s cartoons?”