Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 249

Santa Claus smiled, looking at Siha.

Such a lovely child.

“Dwaiver!”

It would be even better if he were a little more careful with his pronunciation.

‘He’s a kid I know, but his heart is so affectionate, thinking of his hyung [older brother or male friend].’

The way he tries so hard like this.

I could really feel Siha’s heart, especially how he came up on stage in an instant.

“Ho ho ho. I’ll tell you another way instead of a ‘dwaiver’ [driver]. Since this staff sent your hyung somewhere else, he’ll appear again if we tap it, right?”

“Hyung [older brother or male friend]. Here, ith [is].”

Siha tapped the box.

I don’t know how he knew it was in there.

“That’s right. He’s in there. We just need to use this staff.”

Santa closed the door of the box.

He handed Siha the staff, telling him to put his heart into thinking of his precious hyung [older brother or male friend].

“Ah ah. Hyung [older brother or male friend]. Come quick.”

Taptap.

He tapped it twice and gave the staff to the grandpa.

“Then, everyone, shall we shout the numbers three times! One!”

Santa held up one finger.

When he held up two, the audience shouted.

“Two!”

Siha also said.

“Thwee [Three]!”

The grandpa closed his lips, trying not to laugh.

The song playing on the stage changed, and Si혁 appeared with a flourish.

Cheers erupted from the audience.

“Waaaaa-”

Clap clap clap.

Siha saw his hyung [older brother or male friend] and immediately clung to his leg.

He looked like he had finally found him.

The grandpa looked at the two of them and took out a present.

“Yes. Thank you for helping with the magic.”

“Haha. It’s nothing.”

“Then, we’ll end the magic show here today. Children, please take your presents. Ah! Those who want to take pictures can line up and come up.”

Si혁 looked down at Siha.

He was still clinging tightly, like a koala.

“Siha, do you want to take a picture?”

“With hyung [older brother or male friend]?”

“No. With Santa the magician.”

“No.”

Siha shook his head.

When he said ‘with hyung [older brother or male friend],’ he looked up with wide eyes, but when he said ‘Santa the magician,’ he was very firm.

“I want to take one!”

“Me too!”

Seungjoon and Hana seemed to have enjoyed the magic so much that they really wanted to take a picture with Santa the magician.

Even though they knew who the grandpa was, the magic was still amazing, and they wanted to keep it as a record.

“Siha, don’t you really want to take one? You should keep something like this as a commemorative photo.”

“No. If you take a picture, it disappears.”

“Huh?”

“If you take a picture, you go inside the picture.”

At that point, he wouldn’t be a magician but a wizard.

It wasn’t in the realm of sleight of hand.

Siha’s imagination endlessly stretched toward the idea of his hyung [older brother or male friend] disappearing.

“Then, shall we take a picture with hyung [older brother or male friend] here?”

“Let’s take a picture.”

“Hyungnim [term of respect for older brother or male friend]. I’ll take it for you.”

Baek Donghwan raised his phone and pointed it at the two of them.

“Okay. Here we go. One, two, three! Kimchi! [A common phrase said when taking pictures, similar to ‘cheese’]”

Click. Click.

He took two pictures and showed them.

“Siha, how is it?”

“Ah? Baekdong hyung [older brother or male friend]. Big problem.”

“Yeah?”

“Santa magician came out.”

Behind Si혁 and Siha, Santa was in the background, taking pictures with Seungjoon and Hana.

What on earth was Siha imagining?

***

After watching the magic show, we parted ways for a while.

Seungjoon and Hana went to see the VR exhibition, and Siha and I went to the VR drawing program, which had a separate booth.

“Welcome. Can I see your pre-registration form?”

“Ah, yes.”

I showed the picture Baek Donghwan sent me.

The staff nodded, confirming it.

“Yes. Thank you. Today, to celebrate Christmas, we have prepared a special theme.”

When I put on the VR device, there were five backgrounds to choose from.

A cabin with a fireplace.

A mountain with a large Christmas tree.

A street in front of a gift shop where you can buy various toys.

A movie theater, which is a date spot.
A restaurant with a great interior.

“Siha, which background do you want to draw in?”

“Ah?”

He tilted his head, not understanding what I was saying.

I guess he doesn’t have a clue what this is all about.

He might adapt well once he actually does it.

I’ve never done anything like this either, so I can’t really explain it.

“Just pick a background you like.”

“Siha wants house.”

“Oh. A cabin with a fireplace?”

“Ah ah.”

That was unexpected.

I thought he would choose the place with the Christmas tree.

Because it’s so fancy and looks good.

But I guess Siha isn’t necessarily like that.

“Okay. Shall we choose it then?”

“Ah ah.”

We put on the VR devices.

We held the controllers in our hands.

We nodded, listening to the staff’s explanation.

“Wow. Siha. Can you see it? It’s a cabin.”

“Ah ah! House!”

The cabin was currently visible.

Sparks crackled in the warm fireplace, and the overall red color gave it a warm feeling.

The staff next to me said.

“You can think of the one in your right hand as a brush, and the one in your left hand as a palette. You use these to draw. Would you like to try it?”

“Yes.”

When I pressed the button and drew with the pen, a fluorescent line appeared in the air.

“Hyung [older brother or male friend]. Line is dwawn [drawn].”

“I see. Siha, do you want to draw something too?”

“Ah ah.”

Siha drew a picture in the air with lines.

Working in a 3D space was a first for him, unlike a flat surface, so his skills seemed different from usual.

“How is it?”

“Stwange [Strange].”

“Pfft. It’s probably because you’re not used to it. You’ll be fine if you keep doing it.”

The palette on the left hand had so many functions.

It seemed to have as many functions as Photoshop.

Changing brushes, of course, as well as technical parts, importing reference pictures, creating symmetrical lines, and so on.

‘Is this really for little kids to draw pictures and exhibit them? It’s hard to even get used to the functions.’

I guess the program here doesn’t expect that much.

“Ah? Spawkly spawkly [Sparkly sparkly].”

“Yeah. The drawing is sparkling.”

Suddenly, Siha’s hands started drawing something quickly.

He drew a three-dimensional one-person sofa and started drawing Santa sitting on it.

Of course, the quality wasn’t that good because he drew it so quickly, but the shape was clearly recognizable.

‘No way. He’s adapting this quickly?’

The drawing was Santa sitting in a chair.

He was wearing round glasses and lowering his eyes.

He was holding a pencil in his right hand and a letter in his left hand.

“Hyung [older brother or male friend]. Santa wites lettew [writes letter].”

I wonder if the reason he chose the cabin was because he imagined Santa writing a letter to Siha.

Maybe he wanted to see Santa taking the time to write a letter rather than a fancy tree.

Just like the background was warm, Siha’s thoughts were full of warmth.

He’s different from other kids.

It wasn’t a difference of being particularly outstanding, but a feeling that the warmth and priorities of his thoughts were different.

It was amazing how he could always create a feeling like Siha, no matter what he chose.

“You’re really good at drawing.”

At that moment, the staff behind me exclaimed.

“Wow. You’re really good at drawing. How can you draw something like this? You look so young.”

“Haha.”

“The lines and drawings look simple like SD [Super Deformed] characters, but this is drawn in 3D. You seem to have excellent spatial abilities.”

I took off the VR device.

There was nothing I could do.

The staff’s fussiness behind me was a bit much, but I didn’t feel bad.

I was rather happy.

“He’s always been good at drawing. He especially draws a lot of SD [Super Deformed] characters.”

“You’re completely talented. If it’s okay, can you participate in various programs at our art museum? We do a lot for children.”

“Ah, is that so?”

“Yes. This is a space where children can develop their creativity and exhibit their work. Of course, artists also exhibit here.”

“I guess so.”

Even if it’s a children’s art museum, it wouldn’t be possible to exhibit only children’s works all year round.

From a sponsorship and financial point of view, it may be necessary to involve artists.

“Well, if we have time and Siha wants to, I’ll participate.”

“Yes, yes. Program information is always posted on our website. We’ll send it to you by email if you sign up.”

“Shall we?”

“Yes, yes.”

Actually, participating in a place like this is a good experience.

Even if he doesn’t necessarily go into art, it wouldn’t be bad as a form of play.

I signed up right away.

The email was also approved.

“Now you’ll receive program information by email.”

“Is that so.”

The staff stared at me.

“Are you not very interested? The mothers who come here are very interested. They’re making a fuss about wanting to send their kids.”

“Haha. I’ll let Siha go if he wants to. I’ll decide after looking at it.”

“Yes, yes.”

Actually, I wondered if this kind of program would really help Siha.

Why… Honestly, isn’t his drawing skill a bit much for a 3-year-old?

If he’s floating alone in terms of skill compared to other peers, I feel like some troublesome things might happen.

I shouldn’t think negatively first, but.

“Hyung [older brother or male friend]. All done.”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. You’re all done?”

“Ah ah.”

Siha took off his goggles.

His eyes popped out, and the VR device was on his forehead.

So cute.

“Then shall we go?”

“Ah ah.”

The staff behind me said.

“This will be exhibited under Siha’s name.”

“Oh!”

“All you have to do is save this and send the data to the exhibition room right away.”

“Then can we see it right away?”

“Maybe if you wait about 30 or 40 minutes? We have to record it as a video and work on it.”

“Oh! It’ll be done soon if we look around here.”

“Yes. Take your time and enjoy it. The exhibition will be held until the end of this year.”

“Yes.”

I took Siha’s hand and successfully finished the program.

***

A child visited the children’s art museum, holding his father’s hand.

He visited once on Christmas Day and drew a VR picture.

He looked forward to seeing it exhibited tomorrow.

The child was that confident.

“Dad. I must have drawn the best among the kids, right?”

“Of course. The teachers praised our Doha a lot, right?”

“Yeah.”

Doha smiled brightly.

There was someone who used to come to teach art, and he told them to draw the materials.

Doha took it and smashed it as it was.

And he drew this.

After that, the teachers were full of praise.

They said that the child’s creative idea of breaking the mold was really amazing.

After that, he showed rapid growth.

He really thought he was a genius.

“I drew a broken snowman in VR, and it was really fun. Dad saw it too, right? People will think it’s amazing when they see it, right?”

“Of course. Of course. You smashed the snowman yesterday and today.”

“Yeah. Haha. It was fun. It’s lucky that the kids left it in front of the store.”

“I know. Dad also relieved a lot of stress.”

The father and son chatted and entered the VR exhibition hall.

The inside was divided into two types of spaces: one was a space where you could see the artist’s works.

The other large area was a space where you could see the children’s works.

The son and father went inside and were able to see the children’s works.

Doha glanced at the surrounding works.

Name and age.

The exact age was not written, but it was divided into infants and elementary school students.

“Everyone has to work hard.”

Doha raised his nose and looked at the other children’s paintings.

And his painting came out.

[Title: Broken Snowman.]

Under the Christmas tree, the snowman’s head was half broken and fallen on the floor.

The round snowball below was dented, and the front and back were cut down.

The contrast between the splendor of the background and the sadness of the snowman’s destruction was expressed.

Other people also nodded, looking at the display.

“Wow. This is well drawn.”

“It’s kind of creepy? It feels scary.”

Doha clenched his fist.

This was it. The fear he wanted from people.

The father was also proud and stroked his son’s head.

After looking at his work enough.

“Dad. Shall we go to the next one?”

“Yeah. I don’t think there’s anything to see after seeing Doha’s work.”

“Hehe.”

As they walked, there was a display where people’s footsteps stopped for a long time.

“Huh?”

Doha and his father quickly approached that side.

There was a colored Santa Claus.

When Si혁 looked at Siha’s painting, he only saw it expressed in line drawing.

Siha quickly added color while his hyung [older brother or male friend] was talking to the staff.

Although it was inevitable that there would be differences from reality, the colors were so warm and full of warmth.

The fireplace light was slightly red in the eyes of Santa looking at the letter, and the one-person sofa he was sitting on looked very comfortable.

People said.

“Wow. This is really amazing.”

“It’s a very warm picture.”

“No. Look at the age. They said an infant drew it?”

“Awesome! He’s a genius.”

Doha stared at the display with trembling eyes.

A video that slowly showed 360 degrees and zoomed in close.

Even if the line drawing was not good, I could clearly feel the tremendous sense in the area of color.

I know because I am talented.

How amazing that brilliant talent is.

To be honest, I was overwhelmed by the colors.

“No way.”

For the first time, I realized that there was a sky above the sky [meaning there’s always someone better].

He’s not the only genius.

And he was even younger than me.

Infant…….

People said.

“But you know what? What do the letters plastered on the letter mean?”

“I don’t know? LSH? It’s English, but what is the abbreviation for…….”

Doha bit his lip.

Even a foreign student who uses English…….

Already in his imagination, Siha had gone to the United States and learned art.

Not at all, though.