Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 428

Hyung, aren’t I cute? Hyung, aren’t I cute? Extra Story – Episode 3 (428/500)

Extra Story 3: Playing All Night (1)

I came back with Siha.

Maybe it showed on my face that I got a girlfriend today.

“Hyung. Do you want to play with Siha all night today?”

“Huh? Yeah. I do.”

“Siha likes it too. Siha likes Hyung a lot!”

“Yeah. Yeah.”

I’m sorry to Siha, but that’s not why I like it.

“TGIF~ TGIF~ It’s TGIF!”

He’s singing a song that doesn’t exist in the world.

But Uncle told Siha something useless, and things got bigger.

Of course, it’s also my fault for writing ‘Date’ on the calendar.

I don’t know about that, but anyway, it’s Uncle’s fault.

“So, tonight’s dinner is bulgogi [Korean marinated beef barbecue]. Bulgogi.”

“Bulgogi on TGIF?”

“Yeah.”

“Both are fire. Fire!”

“That’s right. Fire.”

“Fire is fire~ Uh~! Uh~! Fire~ Oreo~”

Why did Oreo come out?

“Oreo~ Delicious~! With milk~ Delicious~!”

He must have eaten Oreo as a snack today.

I decided to just think that way. It’s not like he’s only changed the lyrics once or twice.

“Let’s get out!”

“Okay!”

I went into the house and made bulgogi.

The ingredients were prepared in advance, so I just had to grill them.

Uncle had already started setting the side dishes on the table.

He also took out a new head of kimchi [fermented Korean cabbage] and cut it with a knife.

He put it nicely on a large plate and placed it on the table.

I hope we don’t eat all that kimchi today?

Siha also helped Uncle set the table with spoons. That kind of setting is done quickly, so he just picks up the set side dishes and puts them down again.

Uncle puts them down, and Siha picks them up and puts them down again.

Uncle looks at Siha with a dumbfounded expression.

“Why are you putting down what I already put down?”

“Uncle. Aet-zzi is important.”

“The angle is important?”

“That’s right!”

“It’s the same as what I put down?”

“No. It’s different. Uncle. You have to open your eyes wide and look.”

Uncle raised his eyes and opened them wide.

His eyes are full of white.

Siha is a monster! He stuck to my leg.

It seems like they’re having a lot of fun while preparing the meal.

“Siha. Now, let’s bring the rice. This will be done soon.”

“Okay~!”

Uncle scoops the rice, and Siha carries it.

They’re in perfect sync.

The bulgogi is also done, so it looks like we can eat together.

“Thank you for the food!”

A piece of bulgogi on white rice. Put kimchi on top and put it in your mouth.

It’s so delicious.

Siha is also chewing. His cheeks look like they’re about to burst.

With those cheeks, I feel the urge to press my finger on them.

Squish.

“Woong?”

“Hehe. It’s nothing.”

We had a full dinner like that.

“Hyung. Let’s play!”

“Yeah. Okay. What do you want to play?”

“Uncle said we have to go burn off the calories when we’re full!”

“Where?”

“Karaoke!”

It seems Uncle has passed on the Korean-style route to Siha.

Going to karaoke after eating is the national rule.

Of course, we sometimes go to a cafe, but Siha probably doesn’t want to go there.

“Then shall we go to karaoke?”

“Okay!”

But why is the answer ‘Okay!’ instead of ‘Yeah’?

He must have learned it from someone again.

Lee Siha, who reviews until he gets used to what he’s learned!

I can already see the sprouts.

He will study well later.

Someone might say that’s nonsense, but that’s what I think.

My brother is amazing!

I feel like it’s similar to Siha’s ‘Hyung is amazing!’ thinking.

Oh? Did Siha’s ‘Hyung is amazing!’ become like that because of my influence?

That’s really good!

“What are you doing? Come out quickly.”

“Uncle. When did you get to the front door?”

“Hmph. I already finished washing the dishes and was putting on my shoes.”

Not Siha, but he’s preparing in advance.

Maybe Uncle wants to enjoy TGIF more than Siha.

“Siha. You’re so slow!”

“No! It’s better to put them on last!”

“Why?”

“The main character appears last.”

“Ooh~ You know that too?”

“Siha knows everything.”

“But what to do? Uncle is so strong that he wins before Siha comes. So Uncle is the main character.”

“!!!”

“You know Uncle is strong, right?”

“No. Uncle is not strong. Baekdong Hyung is strong.”

“That’s just muscles and a big body, but in an actual fight! Uncle is stronger.”

Amazing. Lee Siha. He naturally moved on to the topic of whether Baekdong Hyung is stronger or Uncle is stronger.

I wonder if he was aiming for that?

But I don’t know because I haven’t seen Baekdonghwan fight, but Uncle will actually win if they fight.

He wouldn’t be a veteran who worked in the field for nothing.

Until he came to us, he was working in the field. Working in the field meant he wasn’t losing to the young guys.

“Uncle is weak, so Siha will protect you.”

“Hey. Weak.”

Uncle picked up Siha, who was going to the front door, and knocked him down.

When Siha got up, he picked him up again and laid him down.

Of course, he put him down gently so he wouldn’t get hurt.

When he repeated that several times.

“Waaah!”

“Puhaha. You’re so weak!”

In the end, he teases Siha like that again.

He’s the type who gets thorns in his mouth if he doesn’t tease him for even a day.

“Don’t do that in front of the front door and put on your shoes and go quickly.”

In the end, it seems like it’s my job to mediate the two.

But seeing them teasing each other and getting along well, it seems like they’ve become very close.

***

I came to karaoke.

I wanted to put in bills and sing, but Uncle said it’s better to put in time, so I went to a place where I could do that.

There are places where you can give time even in coin karaoke.

Uncle is an old man.

“If you’re singing, you have to get service for 20 minutes, 30 minutes! That’s the taste of coming here.”

“Hmm.”

I just want to sing what I want to sing and go home.

“The taste of using up all the time! The last song is unconditionally exciting!”

“You’ll hurt your throat if you sing like that.”

“That’s even better, Sihyuk!”

Uncle, are you American? Huh? How come you always look like a Korean person wearing an American mask?

The ideologies of each country are different, so I should feel the cultural differences, but how come the inside is Korean?

But then again, when I see him solving everything with a gun, he seems like an American. No, is this an occupational disease?

“Okay. Okay. Who’s going to start? Should I do it? Or Siha? I need to look for something.”

He smiles and brings the songbook.

“You can search these days. No. This function was available even when Uncle came to Korea.”

“Hey. Turning the pages like this! Looking around! Old songs are remembered again! It’s been a while. Should I sing this? There’s a taste to this. You don’t know the vibe. The vibe.”

Old memories are fresh.

I guess I don’t have that vibe yet.

I didn’t know.

“Siha. Look. There’s a whole bunch of cartoon themes here.”

“Really?!”

“Of course, of course. This is the charm of the songbook. These cartoon themes are also in this karaoke machine?! This is also possible.”

“!!!”

He is spreading the charm of the songbook to Siha.

If I leave it to those two, it will take forever to choose a song.

I guess I have to start first.

Oh dear. Time is running out. I have to sing something quickly. Since I’m getting time and singing, I can’t waste even a minute.

It’s a waste of money!

I don’t want to say that I feel that way because I’m a penny pincher.

Everyone would, right? Right?

Who am I asking?

Anyway, you have to save to live.

“Then I’ll go first.”

The start is a ballad.

Choose a song that is not high and quiet.

I have to choose a song to start because my voice is not warmed up yet.

“A woman who looks good in jeans~”

I picked an old song.

Uncle knows the song and exclaims.

No. Are you really American?

“Okay! I am a letter!”

He could search, but he finds ㅍ [the Korean consonant ‘p’] and flips through the songbook.

Siha looks at it as if it’s amazing.

For reference, Siha is looking at children’s songs beyond cartoon themes.

“Is this the end~”

He sings better than I thought?

He’s already an emotional foreigner.

But the song turns off with a click.

Uncle is embarrassed.

“Huh?! What is it?!”

“Oops! Siha mistake! Mistake!”

“Siha! This crosses the line?”

I guess Siha tried to make a reservation by himself, but he pressed cancel.

“Siha didn’t know. You’re not angry, are you?”

“Haa. I was getting all my emotions together and singing. I got all my emotions together!”

“You can do it again.”

“Hoo.”

Uncle presses the number on the karaoke machine.

You memorized it?!

The intro is playing.

Siha is entering the number.

“Is this the end~”

Click.

“Hey! Lee Siha! I had a feeling when I saw something with a strange title coming out!”

Siha pressed cancel twice because he pressed the wrong number.

Like double-clicking a mouse.

“Oops! Mistake! Mistake!”

Ah, cutting off the song twice crosses the line a lot.

It’s okay to be angry, but I’m on Siha’s side.

There is no Uncle’s side here.

“Ah, that can happen.”

“Damn it!”

“But it was really the end here. Are you following the lyrics?”

“Hoo. Then something else!”

This time it was a cartoon theme.

“Now! It’s the beginning! My dream!”

Click!

My dream ended as soon as it started.

“Siha!”

“Uncle! It’s not a mistake this time!”

Siha took off his shoes and climbed onto the chair, sticking out his stomach.

It seems like he’s having fun teasing Uncle after two mistakes.

“Hehehe. I knew you would do that, so I deliberately did a cartoon theme!”

Oh! You predicted this far?

Uncle took the remote control and started reserving the song he was really going to sing.

“Is this the end~”

Now he’s really singing the whole song.

The two were joking around even when they came to karaoke.

“Ah. I couldn’t get my emotions because I was holding the remote control.”

“Now, let’s stop joking around and sing. It’s a waste of time!”

“If we don’t have enough time, we can add more.”

“That’s a bit.”

I don’t want to spend money adding time, but I want to use the time I’ve already paid for wisely because it’s a waste.

I don’t allow jokes from now on.

“If you joke around from now on, you can’t choose a song. Got it?”

“Ah, I got it.”

This time it’s Siha’s turn.

He’s working hard to make a reservation.

“Siha is this, this, and this~!”

Uncle says.

“Siha. Registering multiple songs at once also crosses the line! You have to take turns.”

“Why?”

“That’s the unspoken rule. And you have to rest your throat.”

“Okay.”

For reference, I don’t care who sings multiple times.

As long as there are no holes in the time.

These three people with different attitudes toward karaoke sang happily.

“Poop~! Poop~! Open the door! I can’t stand it anymore!”

I don’t know why a children’s song is talking about poop in earnest, but I shook the tambourine.

Uncle seems to be shocked that there is such a children’s song.

Well, that’s what kids like.

***

I think I sang for almost 2 hours.

The aunt gave me a lot of service [extra time].

My throat is already hoarse and tired, but Uncle and Siha don’t seem to be tired.

Isn’t the all-nighter over yet?

The night is still long. It’s dark, but there’s still room to play more.

But I really won’t stay up all night. That’s right. When Siha’s sleeping time comes, he’ll nod off.

Uncle said.

“The most important thing about staying up all night.”

“Uncle. What is it?”

“It’s a game! Playing games all night! This is a romance.”

“!!!”

I’m looking at Uncle.

“You’re teaching good things. You rascal!”

You’re teaching useless things again!

I slapped his back.

It’s worth getting hit several times.

“Ouch! Ah, why! It’s good to do it together.”

“Ugh.”

“I have something I prepared this time.”

“Suddenly?”

Uncle went into the room and brought a game console.

Ninten* Wii!

When did you buy that?

It’s also the latest model.

“Hahaha.”

“Uncle what?”

“Siha. Look. You can drive a red car with this too!”

“!!!”

Driving a red car? I can’t stand this!

Uncle shamelessly tempted Siha with a red car.

He shakes the car steering wheel for the game console, shaking his butt left and right.

It was the first time I felt the urge to kick him so hard.

Sigh. If I had a real gun, I might have shot his butt.

I understand Uncle’s urge to fire.