Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 465

Hey, hyung, aren’t I cute? Hey, hyung, aren’t I cute? Extra-40 (465/500)

Extra 40: Parents’ Open Class (1)

I received a letter from Siha.

A letter for Parents’ Day. It also included words of gratitude to Mom and Dad for giving birth to me.

He’s not so young anymore, so he knows that he doesn’t have a mom and dad.

And that I’m filling the void of Mom and Dad.

The word ‘uncle’ made me laugh a little, but it still felt a bit bitter.

I don’t know why growing up includes such a bitter taste.

I wish it only tasted sweet.

“Hyung. Look. I’ll tell you in English.”

“Okay. Okay.”

Siha gestured for his uncle to come quickly.

“Uncle! Uncle, listen too!”

His uncle, looking annoyed, scratched his stomach and walked out.

“What are you doing again? Seriously. Isn’t Parents’ Day for the parents to be king? Why is *he* the king? King.”

“I’m a prince. Hyung is the king.”

“Then what am I?”

“Uncle is a eunuch?”

“Hey!”

“Isn’t there a eunuch next to him [referring to the king in historical dramas]?”

“Do you even know what a eunuch is?”

“I know. It’s someone who appears in historical dramas. Listens to the king.”

“I knew you’d only know that much.”

“???!”

Well, I didn’t mean to call him a eunuch, but it’s not an insult.

Or is it? Is it an insult?

“Okay. Sit down here quickly.”

“Ugh.”

Siha diligently spoke what he had written in English.

It was a letter that brought a tsunami of emotion, even after hearing it again.

If I submitted this to a literary contest, it would win the grand prize.

It would be good to write it as a poem.

How poignant and touching it is…

“Why am I the uncle and Si-hyuk is Mom and Dad? If we’re being strict, I should be the dad.”

Uncle ruins the mood.

I knew he would bring that up.

But isn’t he right? He *is* an uncle.

“Uncle is an uncle, but if you say uncle isn’t uncle, then uncle is uncle.”

“Ah! I know that. But don’t I play the role of a dad?”

“No. If Uncle is Dad, you have to earn money, come home and play with me a lot, and not watch TV so much.”

“Okay. But since I watch a lot of dramas, isn’t Mom my role?”

“If Uncle is Mom, you have to cook, clean, and do laundry.”

“I don’t know about cooking, but I do the cleaning and laundry.”

“But Hyung does it all.”

“That’s because Si-hyuk says I fold them weirdly, so he takes them away. But I fold socks well.”

“I fold socks too?”

“Okay. I’m the uncle!”

Unexpectedly, his logical words defeated everything.

Come to think of it, the positions we have are ambiguous because we took on roles that were visible.

It’s an unavoidable part.

Still, I think it’s fortunate that we can talk about it so well.

If the story of Mom and Dad was cautious in the past, now, as time has passed, we can talk about it casually.

I hope that someday we can share stories like, ‘Mom was this kind of person, and Dad was this kind of person,’ like memories.

Of course, a lot more improvement is needed regarding my biological father.

As an art teacher, I should say it’s a relief that we’ve become a bit closer?

“Ah. Right. Hyung. I got this.”

“Huh?”

Siha took out a printout from his schoolbag.

[Notice – No School on Teachers’ Day]

[There have been many people who give small gifts or food on Teachers’ Day, and there have been some issues, so Kangin Elementary School will be closed every year on Teachers’ Day.]

Oh. I didn’t know there was such a thing.

Well, the students should have a grateful heart, but elementary schools are where mothers also express their gratitude.

‘But taekwondo *won* [Dojang] won’t be closed, right?’

Well, the kids will like it if school is closed, but it must be a difficult feeling for the parents.

But to put this notice on such a pleasant and touching Parents’ Day.

It seemed like a trick to make the shock less severe.

Well, I think this was also mentioned at the entrance briefing.

“Hyung. What does it say?”

“It says we don’t have to come to school on Teachers’ Day.”

“Awesome! Then I’ll play with Hyung from morning!”

“I guess so.”

Since I’m a freelancer, my work can be adjusted.

I should hurry up with the translation work.

I have to do that day’s work in advance.

“But there’s more.”

The printout wasn’t just one thing.

[Parents’ Open Class]

[Parents can only observe the second period, and filming during class is prohibited.

Please allow the children to concentrate on the class.

If you wish to participate, please check the agreement below and bring it in.]

Open class. There was something like this when I was in elementary school. But I don’t think I’ll remember it when I grow up.

Actually, I’m curious about how my child studies at school.

It’s the same context as going to see the taekwondo test.

But why do I feel like I already know, even though I haven’t gone?

Especially since there are kids from Kangin Kindergarten, I can picture the classroom scene well.

“Hyung. What’s that again?”

“It’s asking whether or not to come to the parents’ open class. Hyung doesn’t *have* to go, right?”

“No. You have to come.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. You have to come.”

“I tell Hyung about school every day.”

“That’s not enough. You have to see it.”

“Ah. Hyung has to see how Siha takes classes?”

“No. I have to see Hyung.”

Ah. I see.

It’s a parent observation, but you have to watch the parent instead?

Do you have to check if Siha is doing well or not?

Is that the original purpose of this?

“I’m going to school and taking classes with Hyung!”

It seems like he likes going to school and taking classes with me.

I feel sorry for having to pour cold water on that feeling.

“Siha, you’re only watching the second period?”

“Why?”

Siha makes a shocked expression.

That’s how it is originally, so what do I say when he asks why?

It can’t be helped.

“If you stay too long, the teacher will feel burdened, and now there are other moms and dads, so it will be burdensome.”

“No. It’s not burdensome. All my friends know Hyung.”

Yeah. You brag so much that everyone knows me!

That doesn’t mean they’re comfortable. Ah, of course, Seung-joon, Hana, Jong-soo, and those kids are different.

“The teacher will be very burdened.”

“No. The teacher has heard a lot about Hyung too.”

Why are you spreading me around like this?!

Rather, I feel burdened because of that. I don’t want to go?

“Ahem. Anyway, Hyung will only watch the second period and leave. We have to follow what the school has decided.”

“Okay. But Hyung.”

“Yeah?”

“The principal decides at school.”

“???!”

“Should I secretly tell the principal to only let Hyung listen?”

Is it something to do that far?

If he becomes the student council president later, he might argue that everything should be torn down and rebuilt.

Well, that won’t happen.

“You still can’t do that.”

Uncle intervened while I was saying that.

“Siha, I don’t have to go?”

“Yeah.”

What kind of answer did he expect?

Uncle knew he would hear that answer.

“Hey. Uncle is going to bring a camera too?”

“Uncle. Uncle can’t. Uncle is a secret to my friends.”

“You… are you embarrassed *of* your uncle?”

Is he an uncle who is embarrassing no matter where you put him?

But um. It’s a bit embarrassing to show that side of Siha teasing him to others?

But unexpectedly, Siha denied it.

“No. I’m not embarrassed.”

“Then why!”

“It’s a bit much if Uncle comes in a tracksuit.”

“Did you refuse because you thought I’d come in a tracksuit?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s embarrassing. I can’t do that. I’m especially going to wear a tracksuit! Si-hyuk. Contact the teacher and tell them I’m coming too.”

“Ah! Ah! No!”

That… Uncle. I’m also embarrassed to go to school with a foreigner wearing slippers and a tracksuit, you know?

Will the parents’ open class end safely?

I’m already feeling dizzy.

***

“Oppa. I’m out!”

Seo Soo-hyun got into the car.

I was waiting for her at the cafe closing time, and seeing how happy she was made me think I did a good job.

I want to do this more often.

Siha is my priority, so I felt sorry that Seo Soo-hyun was pushed back.

“Did you wait long?”

“No. I didn’t wait long.”

“Please say you waited a lot if possible.”

“Actually, I’ve been lurking since last night.”

Seo Soo-hyun burst out laughing at my trivial words.

It’s not even that funny.

“Ah. Do you want to see this?”

I handed her the letter Siha wrote to me.

“Huh? Oh? What is this? Is this a letter for me?”

“No. It’s a letter from Siha to me.”

“Ah, what. I was so excited.”

I should write her a letter next time.

If I find pretty stationery and write it, she’ll like it?

She seems to like this kind of emotion.

“Let’s see.”

Seo Soo-hyun started reading Siha’s letter.

I watched her.

I see her getting emotional, bursting into laughter, and smiling kindly.

How can such diverse expressions appear on one face?

It’s always amazing.

“It feels like Siha has already grown up this much.”

“I know. When did he grow up like this?”

Seo Soo-hyun looked at the letter again as if she was reading it again.

“Aren’t you just looking at the letter too much?”

“???!”

“We don’t have much time together.”

“?!?!

Seo Soo-hyun carefully folded the letter and put it in the envelope.

And takes out her phone.

“Wow. Oppa. I have to record that you’re jealous of the letter.”

“Pfft. Why even record it.”

“Why. This is very rare. How many times does Oppa have something to be jealous of.”

“Why? I get jealous too.”

“When? Tell me.”

“Maybe. If someone asked you for your number at the cafe, I’d feel jealous?”

“100 people asked me today!”

“Puhaha!”

“Ah, why are you laughing! You said you were jealous!”

“Even so, 100 people is too much!”

If 100 people asked for her number in a day, I don’t know if the business would be doing well.

Even though that cafe is popular because of the desserts, it’s busy.

Ignoring that, 100 people ask for her number in a day. How much of a nuisance is that.

So, I couldn’t help but laugh rather than feel jealous.

She should have said one person asked for her number today.

“Then 50 people?”

Seo Soo-hyun spread out five fingers, which was so funny.

Why is she saying it with a serious face.

“Hey. 50 people is too many. Ah really.”

Seo Soo-hyun’s eccentricity seems to be energizing today.

Good energy is being shared.

I should make her laugh a lot. I should give a lot. I don’t know if it’s okay to just receive like this.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Just everything.”

“You always say thank you for everything.”

Seo Soo-hyun pouted.

I went close to Seo Soo-hyun’s lips.

*Chuk* [Sound of a light kiss]

“?!”

“Why? Isn’t this it?”

“Huh? No. Not this.”

“I thought that’s what it was.”

“No. Not a peck…”

“Ahem. This, this.”

“Ahem ahem. Why! Am I the only one who likes it?”

If she says that, there’s nothing to say.

The frog’s counterattack is a bit strong today.

“I should get going.”

“Ah!”

I started the car.

“I can’t stay here forever.”

“But I have to answer!”

“Who are those guys who asked for your number, even 50 people. I’ll go right now!”

“No. Not that answer! A little while ago! That important thing.”

“It just means I’m thankful that you understand my situation.”

“Oppa. Are you avoiding it on purpose because you’re embarrassed? No. You’re trying to tease me again.”

Well, Seo Soo-hyun’s reaction is so fun that I can’t help it.

And it’s not that I’m embarrassed, but there was another reason.

If I had done what Seo Soo-hyun wanted, I don’t know when this car would have left.

“We’re already home.”

Seo Soo-hyun got out of the car as if she was disappointed.

Well, she lives nearby, so it can’t be helped.

I got out of the car too.

“Why are you getting out, Oppa? Go home quickly. It’s already late. You have to wake up early tomorrow and make Siha breakfast.”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“I’m going to answer what I couldn’t answer earlier.”

“?!”

“Close your eyes.”

Why is human warmth so warm?

Why is the part that touches someone so hot?

The weight of hugging gives so much stability.

To the point where I don’t want to let go.

I separated my face from Seo Soo-hyun.

“I like you more.”

The answer to ‘Am I the only one who likes it?’

I think this is enough.

Seo Soo-hyun buried her face in my chest with her ears red.

We were like that for a while.