Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 424

Hyung, am I not cute? [Referring to himself in a playful, endearing way.]

Anyway, I decided to draw something.

But Siha had already lost interest in the game and was now engrossed in creating dot art.

It seemed like well-made dot art could look quite beautiful.

Hmm. Not bad.

There was even a dot art piece depicting falling rain, and it was so detailed and impressive that my eyes widened.

Is that really dot art?

I wondered.

But when I glanced over at Siha, wondering if he was painstakingly drawing each dot individually, I noticed he was using something that converted regular drawings into dot art.

Of course, you still had to refine it and do some touch-ups.

Oh ho.

“Siha, it says here you can just draw a picture and turn it into dot art.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Check out this video.”

The video demonstrated how to quickly convert an image into dot art and then neatly modify it using a dot brush.

It looked like you could create art much faster than manually placing each dot.

“Wow! Pretty!”

“Right?”

“Yeah!”

Dot art definitely has its own unique charm.

Siha already appreciates that charm.

“Hyung, Siha’s going to draw like this.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll draw something and make it into dot art.”

“You’re going to draw Pepe, right?”

“Siha will draw something else.”

“What about the game?”

“I’ll use the Pepe that Hyung draws for the game.”

“Huh? Me?”

“Yeah!”

The game that the Kyung Trio [Likely a group of friends or developers] sent us used simple character drawings for the fights, without any fancy conversion.

But even though it’s simple, I’m not much of an artist, so I figured it would take me a while.

Wait. Siha, you wanted to make a game?!

He got sidetracked by making dot art instead. The problem is, he didn’t want to abandon the game either, so he pawned it off on me.

“Even if the Pepe character looks weird, you’ll still do it?”

“It’s okay. Everything looks cool when Hyung draws it.”

“Oh. Okay.”

I don’t want to disappoint him, but my drawing skills aren’t nearly as good as Siha’s.

And how many people even draw dot art in their lives?

First, I looked at the Pepe drawing that Siha had made and started playing around with it in the app.

Using the dot conversion feature didn’t seem to fit the style of the game.

Looks like it’s time for some manual labor.

Since this game was going to be a labor of love from the start, I guess it’s fitting.

Siha is drawing with a pen next to me, while I’m tapping away at my phone with my finger.

As I concentrated, time flew by.

An hour had passed without me even noticing.

If I were a skilled artist, this would have been quick, but I was making a lot of mistakes because I was trying so hard.

It looks pretty decent, but I’m not sure what Siha will think.

Honestly, the result looks quite different from Pepe.

Ah. This doesn’t really look like Pepe. Who is this guy?

“Hmm. Siha, Hyung’s done. I even colored it.”

“Let’s see!”

I instinctively hid my phone against my chest.

Siha tilted his head, confused.

“But it’s like Pepe, but not Pepe, but also like Pepe.”

“Huh?”

“Anyway, you worked hard on it, but Hyung can’t draw as well as Siha. You know that, right?”

“Siha draws better than Hyung!”

“Yeah. I’m glad you know that.”

I’m relieved he doesn’t automatically assume that Hyung is better than him at everything.

Siha is definitely the best when it comes to drawing.

To be honest, if I were better than Siha, I might be drawing all the time.

First, I started laying the groundwork, managing expectations. This is necessary to soften the blow of potential disappointment.

“Don’t expect too much. Don’t expect too much.”

“No. Siha doesn’t expect much. Just a little.”

“How much is a little?”

“This much?”

Siha spread his arms wide, making a huge circle.

That’s huge! That’s not a little! My drawing isn’t that good! It should be smaller!

“Can’t it be the size of a fist?”

“No. It’s as big as the Earth.”

That arm span represents the Earth? You’re expecting way too much!

Should I go to drawing school for three months and then show him? I’ll learn professionally and then show him my dot art. That way, there will be less disappointment.

All sorts of thoughts raced through my head.

“Ahem. Can you expect it to be the size of a pebble? A pebble is also good.”

“Hyung didn’t draw well?”

“Yeah. Hyung can’t draw well.”

“Okay. Can’t you draw as badly as Yoon-dong?”

“Huh?”

How bad is Yoon-dong at drawing? I need to know this first.

“Maybe?”

“!!!”

Siha looked at me with genuine shock.

It seems Yoon-dong’s drawing skills are truly terrible.

“Hyung. Siha also prepared.”

“Mental preparation?”

“Yeah!”

Was Yoon-dong’s drawing really that bad?!

Anyway, I have to show it to Siha now.

It’s okay, because we’re going to play the game with this picture anyway.

“This is it.”

“!!!”

“Is it weird?”

“No. It’s better than Yoon-dong! It’s cute!”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s not Pepe, right?”

“No. It’s Pepe.”

Sniff. Look at him, telling me it’s Pepe even though it’s not, just to be nice.

Our Siha has grown up so well since turning six!

Then Uncle appeared.

“Hey. Siha. I also drew Pepe.”

“Really?!”

“Yeah. Look.”

Uncle showed it off with confidence.

I was also curious. I wondered how good Uncle’s drawing skills were, considering he was showing it off so confidently.

“It’s not Pepe!”

“I know.”

Uncle laughed.

“Why? Wasn’t Pepe a triangular kimbap [A Korean rice snack, often shaped like a triangle]?”

“No!”

Come to think of it, Siha’s Pepe’s body is kind of chubby, like a triangular kimbap.

It seems like he pointed that out very accurately.

“It’s not. It’s the same. Oh, right. This looks just like Siha’s face. His cheeks are sticking out like a triangular kimbap.”

“No! Siha is cool.”

“Where? Huh? Siha, you have something on your face.”

“Huh?”

Uncle gently wipes Siha’s cheek with his hand.

And then he smiles mischievously.

“Ugly! Hahaha!”

“Waa!”

“Ugly Samkim [A playful nickname combining ‘Sam’, short for Uncle, and ‘kimbap’]! Hahaha!”

“No! Siha is a cool Samkim.”

“You’ve become Samkim after all! Hahaha.”

“No! Siha is a cool younger brother!”

“It’s too late.”

“Waa!”

He’s trying to tease Siha again.

I can’t stop him.

“Uncle, I drew Uncle too.”

While he was teasing Siha, I quickly showed Uncle the drawing.

“Hey!”

There was an octopus drawn on my phone.

It was a very unflattering octopus.

You might ask what’s wrong with octopuses, but I was using the commonly understood negative connotation [Often used to imply ugliness or unpleasantness].

And Uncle, who often watches entertainment shows, knows what this means.

“You’re saying I’m ugly, right?”

“No. I’m saying your heart is ugly.”

Siha also joined in on my words.

“Uncle is not Hyung’s younger brother, so he’s not cool. Uncle has to be Hyung’s younger brother to be cool.”

He put his hands on his hips and stuck out his stomach.

He looked very proud.

Ahem. Only Hyung’s younger brother is cool? Ahem. I’m embarrassed. Ahem.

Uncle said.

“But when I look at that closely, it looks like poop?”

“Hey. You’re mistaken.”

“Are you perhaps calling me poop?”

“Oh my. How can you say my drawing looks like poop? Are you perhaps calling me a poop hand? Even so, your words are harsh.”

“Why am I becoming the bad guy? Didn’t you call me an octopus first?”

“Me? No. I just expressed that my heart is a bit like that, but I didn’t say your face is like that.”

“What kind of bullshit logic is that? Anyway, you insulted me.”

“Uncle. Stop watching old movies.”

“Geez. I really like the old sensibility? You two are drawing dot art.”

If you put it that way, he has a point.

This must be what they call ‘nae-ro-nam-bul’ [A Korean idiom meaning “my romance, other people’s affair,” or applying a double standard].

“But Siha, what are you drawing?”

All that’s left is Siha’s drawing.

What kind of picture is he drawing?

“Siha is drawing tan tan ta dan~ [Imitating wedding march music]”

“Huh?”

“Uncle is getting married in America.”

“???”

Uncle said, “Ah!”

“You went to the cathedral when you were working. The architecture is pretty.”

“Ah ha.”

“I happened to run into the priest, and he said they were having a wedding here today.”

I nodded.

So what he’s drawing now is the inside of the cathedral.

It seems like he remembers the inside of the cathedral that was being prepared for the wedding and is drawing it.

It might look pretty if it becomes dot art.

“But why a wedding?”

“Woong? Sam is getting married!”

“Huh?”

“He’s getting married today.”

“Today???”

No. If he’s getting married today, it means he’s marrying Dohwan hyung, but why didn’t he tell me in advance?

When I think about it, I wonder if Siha misspoke.

“Siha. Not today, but this year, right?”

“Ah koh! [A sound of realization or correction]”

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I knew it. There’s no way Dohwan hyung wouldn’t tell me if he was getting married.

“Huh?”

A message came on my phone.

It was Dohwan hyung. He can’t be a gentleman [Sarcastic, implying he’s not acting properly by not telling him].

And when I opened it, it was about the wedding.

***

As you know, if you tell the children, all the parents will know.

Teacher Yoo Dahee is getting married this year!

The rumor has already spread to the parents. So there were people who took the initiative to ask when she was getting married by phone or text.

Whether the date has been set or not.

Teacher Yoo Dahee just mentioned it in passing, but she was so overwhelmed by the number of calls.

The wedding is said to be in May.

The children also started talking about the teacher’s wedding.

Seungjun said.

“Then Hana can play the piano at the wedding!”

“Yeah! Hana will play! Hana goes to piano lessons.”

Hana started going to piano lessons when she turned six.

She also goes to singing classes, but she begged her mom because she wanted to play an instrument.

She tried to send Seungjun with her, but Seungjun is not interested in music.

He is still satisfied with the Thunder Three soccer club.

“Yeonju can play the violin.”

“Yeah. I can do it, but.”

Yeonju, who has been learning the violin from her mother since she was young.

But she doesn’t know if she can play the violin at the wedding, so she just makes an ambiguous expression.

“Siha is a drawing gift!”

“Siha prepared!”

“Yoon-dong can dance, Eunwoo can rap, Jaehwi can prepare pretty flowers that go well with the dress, and Jongsu can just sit down.”

When Seungjun said that, Jongsu got angry.

“Hey! Why am I just sitting down!”

“Huh? It’s okay. I’ll sit with you.”

“Huh?”

“We both have nothing to do at the wedding. Just clap.”

“Something’s weird?”

The teacher was dumbfounded.

It was almost like the wedding had become a children’s playground.

Of course, she is grateful for the children’s consideration for the teacher, but if they do all that, she doesn’t know what the guests who see it will think.

There may be picky adults who don’t like it.

A wedding filled with children from piano to congratulatory performances to gifts!

Of course, it would be very unique, but it was a bit much.

“Everyone. There are people who play the piano and people who give congratulatory performances.”

“Aww~”

The children make disappointed faces.

Then Siha said.

“Sam. Should Siha be the priest?”

“Huh? Priest??? Siha?”

“Yeah! Siha will be the priest!”

“Why is Siha the priest when the teacher is getting married???”

I wondered if Siha liked Moon Dohwan that much.

No. Siha likes Hyung?

“Siha will read everything in front.”

“Ah. Ah. That priest.”

What Siha was talking about was the Catholic priest.

Teacher Yoo Dahee was momentarily mistaken.

“Siha is good.”

“Yeah. You’ll do well. But.”

“Siha will try.”

She was about to say that the priest was already prepared, but Siha showed a demonstration.

“Do you swear to love each other until your black hair becomes paprika!”

“Siha. Paprika is for eating, and it’s a green onion root [Referring to the white root of a green onion, symbolizing white hair].”

If you love each other until you become paprika, your hair will definitely turn red or yellow.

It’s not dyed, but such a brilliant color.

If the color suddenly changes like that, you should suspect a disease.

“Huh? Green onion root? But Sam. Why does your hair become a green onion root?”

“Ah. That’s because the green onion root is white, so it means love each other until your hair turns white.”

“White!”

“Yeah. It’s white.”

“But red is cool.”

“Yeah. Red is cool. But Siha. There’s already a priest, so you don’t have to do it.”

“Eung?”

“Pfft. But Siha. Did you really prepare a gift drawing for the teacher?”

“Yeah! Siha drew hard!”

“Wow. I’m curious. But isn’t this a secret?”

“!!!”

Siha moved his eyes from side to side.

“Sam. You didn’t hear it. Cover your ears.”

I already heard it, but what should I do if you tell me to cover my ears now?

Still, the teacher covered her ears as Siha said.

“I didn’t hear it. I didn’t hear it.”

Seungjun said to the children.

“Then let’s give a gift too!”

The children gathered together and started talking.

The teacher heard everything, but she was covering her ears and saying she didn’t hear it.

Jongsu saw that and dragged the teacher to the corner.

“Sam. You can hear everything. Stay here. Principal Sam! Please monitor the teacher!”

Jongsu was not as easy to fool as Siha.

He was doing double and triple security.

“But since I already received it, wouldn’t it be okay if the teacher heard a little?”

“No!”

The children all raised their voices, saying it was a secret.

The teacher burst into laughter at the sight.

But kids. What secrets are you discussing right where the teacher is? You have to gather separately and secretly.

But there was no other place for the young children to gather together.