Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 301

Hyung, aren’t I cute? 301

After such a fun dinner, we leisurely enjoyed a cup of coffee.

I ate so much without realizing it because I was having fun, and my stomach was so full.

But there was still room for coffee.

“Good.”

“Jota!” [Korean for “Good!”]

Siha also sat on the chair and wiggled his feet.

Even though we’re relaxing like this, there’s still work to be done.

Because I had to wash the dishes in front of me.

Professor Oh Sang-hwan said as if he had been waiting for this moment.

“Since the facilities will be in use by other people, shall we play a game now to decide who will do the dishes?”

He really likes games.

I thought the tension had died down once with the dad jokes, but it seems that wasn’t the case.

Siha, who was listening from the side, perked up his ears at the word ‘game.’

“Game!”

“Siha wants to play a game too?”

“Siha is good at catching mice. Fun!”

No. You weren’t good at the game…

I guess he thought we were going to play the mouse-catching game again.

But that expectation was greatly missed.

“Sorry, but the rule is not to play the same game.”

“Ajji. Don’t catch mice?” [“Ajji” is likely a mispronunciation of “ajussi,” meaning “mister” or “uncle” in Korean, used here in a questioning tone.]

“Of course. We’re going to play a different game.”

Thud!

It seemed like such subtitles appeared in Siha’s head.

It’s inevitable that he would show confidence in a game he’s finally familiar with.

“Professor, what kind of game is it?”

“It’s a word-chain game. If I say the first two letters, you say the last two letters to complete the word, okay?”

“Ah, that game. But wouldn’t it be difficult for Siha and the kids?”

“It’s okay. I’ll give you easy words that you use often.”

Then I think it’ll be okay.

In that sense, there will be a demonstration.

“Then let’s show the kids a demonstration. Now, guess. Tray!”

“Jjajang.” [Referring to Jjajangmyeon, a popular Korean-Chinese noodle dish.]

“Spring!”

“Keuseu.” [Short for “Keuseu-bom,” meaning “spring coat” in Korean.]

The kids immediately understood what kind of game it was.

Siha also repeated ‘I got it. Siha got it.’

The mouse-catching game was already gone from Siha’s head.

“But who’s going to ask the questions?”

“Of course, since I prepared it.”

“Huh?”

“Of course, I’ll participate in the game too. If one person is eliminated.”

Well, we definitely need someone to ask the questions, so one person has to be eliminated here.

It can’t be helped if the kids are eliminated.

“Hyung. Siha is good.”

“You haven’t even started yet.”

Lee Siha. A man who shows confidence in games.

But his skills seem to be inversely proportional to his confidence.

It’s okay. He’s good at games that rely on luck!

“Then let’s start!”

He asked surprisingly easy words for the kids.

Sunglasses, crayons.

It’s good to give these words to the twins, but I hope he doesn’t give Siha something difficult?

I have to keep my eyes wide open and watch.

But when did he prepare that finger bong? [A finger pointer, often used in games or presentations.]

Baek Dong-hwan has a lot of luggage.

“Here we go, Siha.”

“Ah ah.”

“Tag!”

He starts counting to three.

I know the word too. Tag. It’s a very easy game that kids often play.

There’s no way he can’t guess this!

“Hyung!”

“땡!” [Meaning “wrong!” or “buzz!” in Korean game shows.]

Tag hyung? Is tag a hyung? [“Hyung” is a Korean term used by males to address older brothers or close older male friends.]

But it can’t be 땡 like this.

“Wait, time!”

“No. Si-hyuk. What is it?”

“Tag is hyung. Doesn’t that make sense?”

“This is forced. It’s really forced.”

“Professor! They say even beasts know gratitude, how can you do that to Siha who accepted your dad jokes…”

At that time, Siha happened to get up and put his hands around his waist.

“You wench!” [Siha is mimicking a character from a historical drama, likely misinterpreting the context.]

“Keuheuk.”

The professor’s groan.

Everyone burst out laughing at Siha’s repetition.

What’s with this amazing timing?

Siha, you have to be good at the game! Do you just have to be funny?

No, this kind of game has to be funny, but…

“Ah, no. 땡. It’s 땡.”

“Then give the kids two chances because it’s difficult.”

“Okay. Well, that’s enough.”

“No. Give me three chances.”

“Okay.”

That’s how the kids ended up getting three chances.

Baek Dong-hwan raised his hand.

“Can I ask the question?”

“Huh? Ah, yeah. The words are written on the printer here. Refer to it.”

“Haha. I’ll refer to it well.”

The printouts come and go.

Looking at it this way, it’s clear that the professor really wanted to play this game.

Baek Dong-hwan is holding the finger bong, but it looks too small.

“Baek Dong hyung. Bong got smaller.”

“It’s magic.”

“!!!”

It just looks relatively small.

That left our Siha with two chances.

It seems like this game will last a long time.

“Siha, don’t panic next time and say it properly. Got it?”

“Siha is good. Mistake. Mistake.”

Are you really good?!

It seems like the pride of a game that friends often play is passing by, but anyway, hyung will believe you!

It’s standard to get beaten up while showing off your game skills!

“Hyungnim first.”

“Okay. Do it.”

“Siha!”

“…Cute?”

“땡! The answer is Sihapepe. Cute is not five letters.”

“Keuheum.”

Ah, Sihapepe was the problem?

Still, Siha is cute is the right thing to say, so isn’t it half right?

I said this, but it didn’t work.

Siha is next to me.

“Hyung. Pepe. Sihapepe! Siha knew it!”

“Yeah. Okay.”

He was bragging that he knew it.

Isn’t this the behavior pattern of someone who’s really bad at games?!

Well, isn’t it okay because he’s cute?

I thought so and became the dishwasher again.

Actually, I didn’t do much when preparing dinner.

“Then from Seung-joon again. Seungbu!”

“Chagi!” [Short for “Chagiya,” a Korean term of endearment, like “honey” or “darling.”]

“Hana. Horu!”

“Ragi!” [Likely a child’s mispronunciation of “Noragi,” a type of Korean traditional outerwear.]

“Now, Professor. Four-character idiom! Ohmae!”

“Huh? Four-character idiom? Ohmae… Gitteok?” [Professor is struggling to come up with a four-character idiom.]

“땡!”

The answer is Ohmaebulmang [Meaning “longing even in dreams” or “unforgettable”]. It seems he was embarrassed by the four-character idiom that wasn’t on the paper.

Baek Dong-hwan is quite good. He’s asking for words that aren’t on the question sheet.

He has a proud look on his face that he has accomplished something.

“Ah, right. I have to ask the questions now.”

It’s right for me to ask the questions since I was eliminated, but I naturally passed it on to Baek Dong-hwan.

The professor took it as if it was a good thing.

“Okay! This is canceled. Canceled!”

“That’s not it, Professor. You’ve already been selected.”

“Keuheuk.”

Now we just need to pick one more person.

The next turn was Siha’s again. He seems very motivated.

Looking at him clenching both hands into fists.

“Then Siha, are you ready?”

“Hyung. Do it.”

“Bye!”

“Bye! Bye-bye! Siha does it a lot!”

“…Huh? Cor, correct!”

At that time, Professor Oh Sang-hwan, who was next to me, grabbed my shoulder, saying, “Wait a minute!”

“The answer should be violin?”

“Bye-bye is also right!”

“It’s not a word. A word!”

“Ah, I don’t know. It’s right.”

“Did you just say you don’t know?! There’s no such thing as biased judgment!”

Ah, why! I’m just trying to take my brother’s side!

Amidst such commotion, we resumed the game, but in the end, Siha was selected for dishwashing.

Can’t our brothers escape dishwashing?

***

Cherry blossoms at night give a different kind of charm.

The cherry trees are dyed with two-tone petals, up and down, by the lights installed on the street.

The top is dark and the bottom is bright.

“Hyung. Pretty.”

“Yeah. Isn’t it pretty?”

After washing the dishes, seeing the cherry trees standing tall in the dark night sky brings another healing.

I lean back in my chair, and I feel like I’m getting sleepy.

“Woong.”

Siha rubs his eyes with his fist.

He’s definitely sleepy. The twins next to him also have glazed eyes.

But you can also see the stubbornness to stay awake because they want to play more.

“Siha, let’s go to sleep now.”

“What about hyung?”

“Hyung isn’t going to sleep yet?”

I’m planning to eat late-night snacks and drink alcohol.

Baek Dong-hwan told me that, but I asked, “Are you eating again?”

“Siha doesn’t want to sleep either. Siha wants to play.”

“Puhup. Then shall we go to the camper where we can sleep? Aren’t you curious about the inside? There’s also a bed.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

We got up from our chairs.

Holding hands, we moved to the rented camper.

Baek Dong-hwan and our brothers will sleep here tonight and tomorrow.

When I went inside, I saw a bed and a TV.

There was also a sink, a toilet, and a shower room.

I don’t know if this is a car or a motel.

“Is the car fixed?”

It’s called a camper, but it seems to be fixed in this spot like a fixture.

Siha saw the bed and tapped it.

“Hyung. Bed.”

“Should I lift you up?”

“Go up. Go up.”

Siha went up to the bed.

He pressed down on it to see if it was fluffy.

I hugged Siha and rolled around.

“Fun.”

“Puhaha.”

While we were playing, the twins came in as the door opened.

“Siha, let’s play too!”

“Hana too. Hana too.”

I took off my shoes in front and came in, and soon went up to the bed.

“Ah. Wait a minute!”

The bed is not that big.

With four people coming up, it’s so full that it’s stuck.

“Ugh!”

“Puhaha. Si-hyuk hyung. You’re under me!”

“Si-hyuk oppa. Why are you crumpled?”

It’s because of you guys?!

“Hyung. It’s a puzzle. Puzzle.”

Was that the expression used at this time?

It’s a puzzle that doesn’t fit at all? There’s that. Forcibly inserting something that doesn’t fit.

“Can’t I go down for now?”

“No!”

“Si-hyuk hyung has to be here.”

“That’s right.”

Why?! What are we going to play here?!

I was lying down and couldn’t move, but the kids were laughing so much that they couldn’t stop.

“Si-hyuk, are you okay?”

“Ah, yes.”

Seung-joon’s mom came into the camper and lived. [It should be “lived” -> “looked” here.]

He looked at us as if he was in trouble.

Well, there’s no way the twins would come here on their own and open the door.

“Kids. You have to let Si-hyuk hyung go. It’s too uncomfortable to do that.”

“Yes!”

The well-behaved twins got off the bed.

“Hyung.”

“Siha, are you going to let go now?”

“Siha is with hyung.”

He hugs me like a koala and doesn’t think about falling.

Should I just sleep like this instead of drinking alcohol?

“Hyung. Siha wants to sleep.”

“Yeah. Are you tired?”

“Ah ah.”

Seung-joon and Hana also yawn.

I’ve seen everything, so I can’t stand it anymore.

I got off the bed and put Hana and Seung-joon on the bed.

“Hyung will be here, so sleep together.”

Siha closed his eyes.

The three of them are the same. It was cute to see the three of them sleeping on the bed.

Seung-joon’s mom and I watched the kids until they fell asleep and came out.

“Ugh! I’m tired.”

“Thank you for playing with the kids today.”

“What. I’m doing it because I like it.”

“So we’ve prepared all the late-night snacks. Let’s drink in front of the camper here.”

“Oh!”

There was a wooden table in front of the camper.

It was originally an option that came with renting this place.

There was also a large tent, but the entrance was wide open.

The setting was already done, and they were bringing the leftover kimchi stew and skewers from afar.

“Hyungnim! I brought everything.”

“Yeah. Good job.”

“I only brought things that can be thrown away so that I can do less dishwashing. Just put it in the trash bag over there and it’s over.”

“That’s right.”

Kimchi stew was an amount that could be eaten again in the morning, so there was no need to wash the dishes.

“Okay, then cheers!”

“Cheers!”

Clink.

When I clinked my glass, I finally felt like something was over.

Playing with the kids is pretty good, but getting along with adults like this gives me another sense of stability.

“Keueu. Isn’t it good, hyungnim.”

“Well, it’s not bad.”

Seung-joon’s mom laughed as if she agreed with that.

Professor Oh Sang-hwan cleared his throat.

“Well, I think it’s good to go camping like this sometimes. It would be nice to have the kids enjoy this camper comfortably next time.”

Baek Dong-hwan took the words.

“Professor. It’s not bad to go to the sea. With fishing. Keueu.”

“Oh oh. Have you done it?”

“Of course.”

Oh Sang-hwan’s eyes twinkled, but he glanced at Seung-joon’s mom next to him and came to his senses.

“Well, if I have a chance. Hahaha.”

“Hahaha. I’m the chance. Keuheum.”

“Hahaha.”

Professor Oh Sang-hwan shakes his head.

I guess it’s impossible for the two of them to go camping. Because Seung-joon’s mother is next to him.

“It seems really good for Siha. Showing him such pretty colors. I especially liked the tent like a hideout.”

“Hyungnim is really.”

“Huh? Why?”

“It’s nothing.”

I drank my glass and put kimchi stew in my mouth.

Slurp.

Keueu. This is it.

“It seems special to have a flower viewing at night. It’s good to walk here too.”

“As expected, you finally have a sense of sensibility…”

“That’s not it.”

“Heum heum. Hyungnim. But what happened to the play? Didn’t you say you wrote a video story?”

“Ah, that? I think the play promotion video will be uploaded today or tomorrow?”

“Is it the play club Haeorum?”

“Yeah.”

“Ah! It’s up!”

“Huh? Really? Where where?”

Baek Dong-hwan raised his phone so that everyone could see it.

And the video was played.