Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 492

Hyung, am I cute? Hyung, am I cute? Extra-67 (492/500)

Extra 67: Job Interview (4)

Slap.

I hit Baek Dong-hwan’s arm.

“That hurts.”

“I hit you to hurt. Why are you trying to answer so seriously again?”

“Ahem. Isn’t it all because of you, Hyung?”

“You’re blaming this on me?”

Well, I did ask him that way.

“Anyway, let’s start the interview properly now.”

“I’m not the one conducting the interview, though?”

“That’s true.”

I turned to the three kids, feeling a bit flustered by the sudden question.

“Alright, everyone. Let’s only ask questions related to his job now. As you all know, Baek Dong-hwan’s job is a voice actor.”

The kids grabbed their pens and started writing comfortably.

They all seemed to be writing ‘voice actor’.

“And he really enjoys being a voice actor. It was originally his dream since he was young. He has a special talent for animation voice acting. There are animations you guys know, too.”

“Wait a minute, Hyung. If you say all this, isn’t there no need for me to be here for the interview?”

“Ah, well, that’s possible.”

“No. I have a mouth too!”

Before I knew it, I was rambling on.

Having known Baek Dong-hwan for so long, I felt like I knew what answers he would give.

“Okay. Now it’s your turn.”

“It feels like you’ve said everything already?”

“You didn’t say you’d want to be a voice actor even if you were born again.”

“I just said that?! Hey. You guys. Why are you writing down that answer?!”

The kids were diligently writing, believing my words completely.

An interview where Baek Dong-hwan doesn’t speak.

But if it’s going to be like this, I wondered if there was really a reason to come here.

Then Seung-joon raised his hand.

“I have a question to ask!”

Baek Dong-hwan looked relieved.

Finally, a question that would allow him to speak in the interview.

“Yes. Seung-joon. Ask away.”

“Does having that much muscle help when you’re voice acting?”

“…A little?”

Don’t lie!

If that helped, everyone would be preparing for a fitness competition.

“Wow! Is it used when you make your voice?”

“…A little?”

“Baek Dong Hyung, when?”

“Well, when you need to make a strong, deep voice?”

“Wow!”

“The muscles here resonate to make a deeper voice.”

“Really?!”

No. Seung-joon. That’s not it. That’s not how it works.

Si-ha muttered while writing diligently.

“Deep voice comes from muscles.”

“Not ‘starving,’ but ‘deep,’ Si-ha.”

“!!!”

Si-ha looked at me as if surprised.

“Hyung, how did you know?! What I wrote.”

“You were muttering while writing?”

“Me? No. I’m cool, so I think without saying anything like Hyung.”

“Yeah. If Si-ha says so, then that’s how it is.”

I wondered if he was muttering without realizing it because he was so cute.

Of course, I only thought this to myself.

Baek Dong-hwan changed his words, thinking his answer was a bit off.

“Ahem. Actually, muscles are great for stamina when you’re voice acting. You can usually do something three times more than you could do twice!”

“Wow! I see. You have to exercise hard after all.”

Seung-joon nodded in understanding.

He was writing diligently with sparkling eyes.

I wondered what was written there.

I couldn’t bring myself to ask to see it.

Seeing Seung-joon’s mom’s subtle expression as she watched from behind, it seemed like he had written something strange.

“Next, I’ll go! Baek Dong Oppa!”

“Okay. Go ahead.”

“If you’re a voice actor, you go to the broadcasting station, right?”

“Yeah. I go.”

“Then have you ever met celebrities at the broadcasting station?”

“Well… I’ve run into them a few times?”

“Idols?!”

Everyone has no professional interest and is only asking questions about personal interests.

Is it okay to interview like this?

“I’ve seen one idol member. I worked with them when dubbing an animated movie.”

“Scandal!”

“Nothing happened.”

“Hmph. Scandal……”

“I don’t know what Hana is thinking, but nothing like what happens in dramas happened.”

“But who is the idol?”

“Winner’s Gyuyi.”

“Gyuyi Unnie [older sister or female friend]!”

I don’t know who she is even after hearing her name, but Hana seems to know her well.

Honestly, I don’t know celebrities well.

I just listen to popular songs when they become popular.

I don’t care who sang it or what the members’ names are anymore.

If it’s a good song, I add it, and if not, I skip it.

I asked Si-ha, who was next to me.

“Si-ha, do you know her too?”

“No. I only know Hyung?”

“Hyung isn’t an idol?”

“No. Hyung is cooler than an idol.”

“Pfft. Thanks. But Hana is talking about a female idol?”

“Cooler than a female idol.”

I don’t know what this conversation is about.

Well, I know that Si-ha thinks of me as higher than an idol.

In fact, he doesn’t know idols well either.

“Gyuyi Unnie is so pretty! Baek Dong Oppa. She’s really pretty, right?”

“Yeah. She’s really pretty.”

“But Gyuyi Unnie shouldn’t meet Baek Dong Oppa. Gyuyi Unnie is small, so if she meets Baek Dong Oppa, she’ll become a baby.”

“I’m not that big, though?”

“No. Baek Dong Oppa is 100 meters tall, so it won’t work.”

“That’s not even human anymore……”

If he’s 100 meters tall, that Gyuyi Unnie wouldn’t become a baby, she’d just become an ant, right?

She’d die if she got stepped on, right?

Then Si-ha said.

“Baek Dong Hyung is originally a monster, so it’s okay even if he’s not human.”

“What kind of comfort is that?”

Baek Dong-hwan looked at Si-ha in disbelief.

Then he raised both hands and grabbed Si-ha’s chair and lifted it.

“Yeah! I’m a monster!”

“Uwaa! I’m flying!”

He shook him a few times and then put him back in place.

The twins seemed to find it fun, so they asked him to do it for them too.

“Baek Dong Hyung. Do it for me too.”

“Baek Dong Oppa. Do it for me too!”

“Kuaaaang!”

Baek Dong-hwan stopped interviewing and played with the kids.

But looking at that kind of strength, he really is a monster.

Of course, I didn’t say that out loud.

After playing around for a while, Si-ha said.

“But how far did we get with the interview?”

“Si-ha, I forgot too.”

“We talked about that. About Gyuyi Unnie. That Gyuyi Unnie is pretty.”

Right. We did that much.

No. Is that right?

Si-ha raised his hand.

“Then it’s my turn to ask a question.”

Baek Dong-hwan seemed a little tired, so he sat down and leaned back in his chair.

“Okay. What’s your question?”

“Were there any difficult things while working?”

“Hmm. I don’t think there were many difficult things while working because it was something I really wanted to do. I have a very high level of satisfaction.”

“Really none?”

“It would be a lie if I said there were none. Ahem. Just the usual tiredness when others are working? And having to take care of my body every day?”

“Take care of your body? Not your voice?”

“Yeah. Take care of my body. If I’m sick, it shows right away in my voice.”

Si-ha nodded.

“That’s right. If you’re sick, you don’t have strength in your voice.”

“Yeah. That’s right. Are you done asking questions now?”

“No! I have more questions I’m curious about.”

“What is it?”

“Does taking care of your body necessarily mean having huge muscles like that? Do all voice actors have such big muscles?”

“Ahem. No.”

“But why does Baek Dong Hyung have big muscles?”

“Well… because I like exercising?”

Si-ha diligently wrote that down.

“Muscles prevent sickness.”

No. No. Is that right?

How do muscles prevent sickness?

“The bigger they are, the better they can prevent it. The way to grow them is through exercise.”

I don’t know how it gets translated like that.

Si-ha. Are we even the same Korean?

Baek Dong-hwan said from the side.

“As expected. Si-ha knows well.”

Why are you like that too?

Am I the only one who feels something is strange here?

But there’s still hope.

I looked at Seung-joon’s mom.

Seeing her benevolent smile, she had already reached a state of enlightenment.

Seung-joon. What did you even write?

***

The chaotic interview ended.

The day was getting dark, and it felt like night was about to come.

Tap. Tap.

Baek Dong-hwan had already brought a lamp and lit it up.

No. We’re about to leave, but he’s leaving something so sentimental?

“Dong-hwan, shouldn’t we go now? Are you going to stay here?”

“Ah. I should go a little later. I just turned it on for now. It felt like a good time to turn it on.”

“Really? Then let’s have dinner together later.”

“It’s nice to eat with Hyung after a long time.”

“Actually, I ate a lot for lunch today, so I don’t really feel like it, but I think I should eat something simple.”

“Then how about barbecue?”

Barbecue? Didn’t I just say I should eat something simple?

When I just stared at Baek Dong-hwan without saying anything, he scratched his neck, feeling embarrassed.

“Haha. I’m just kidding.”

“You’re too obsessed with camping.”

“Camping is about the vibe. Have you forgotten?”

“No. I’m tired of hearing it.”

“If you’re too full, having a simple dessert and a cup of tea wouldn’t be bad.”

“That sounds good?”

It was a more tempting offer than I thought.

Then Si-ha, who was playing with the twins, called us.

“Hyung. Baek Dong Hyung. Look here.”

“Yeah?”

Si-ha tapped on Baek Dong-hwan’s white car door.

“Baek Dong Hyung. Someone drew a picture here?”

“Ah. That… some troublemaker drew a picture.”

I asked a question.

“Didn’t you erase it?”

“When I wiped it, it turned out to be permanent marker.”

“Oh dear.”

“I was going to erase it because something like that happened today, but I left it. I had to come here too.”

“It happened today?”

“Yes. I saw it like that today.”

“You must have been very angry.”

“Not really? I just thought there was nothing I could do.”

Rather than a well-drawn picture, it felt more like graffiti.

Who would have done this?

“Baek Dong Hyung. Then shall I draw a picture here?”

“Huh? Hmm. Well, that’s good.”

“Really?”

I was a little surprised by that.

“Hey. Are you sure it’s okay?”

“Well, I think it’s time to repaint it anyway. It would be nice if it was used in a fun way. When else would I get to graffiti there?”

“That’s true.”

“It’s okay.”

“If you say so, then.”

Baek Dong-hwan took out a marker from the car.

Is he really going to do it? Really? I wondered if this was okay.

“Okay. Si-ha. You have to do it only on the door where the graffiti is.”

“Awesome.”

Si-ha excitedly grabbed the marker.

“Baek Dong Hyung. I’ll draw it cool.”

“No. Don’t draw it cool. It’ll be a waste to erase it……”

That’s true too.

If he draws it too cool, it might be a waste to erase it?

“Then I’ll draw it even cooler!”

It seemed like he was thinking of drawing it so cool that he wouldn’t erase it.

Si-ha pulled out the cap of the marker and started drawing without hesitation.

Swish. Swish. Swish.

Black lines are drawn.

Round curves are drawn and take shape.

Lines meet lines.

Lines gather.

Forming one shape.

Blending together.

‘That’s……’

It was Baek Dong-hwan’s campervan.

Seung-joon and Hana were also watching the picture Si-ha was drawing and exclaiming in admiration.

“Wow! Awesome!”

“That’s Baek Dong Oppa’s car.”

Even with the children’s reactions, Si-ha was solely focused on the drawing.

A stylish tent was completed.

People are drawn, sitting in chairs, and tea is placed on the table.

A lamp is placed in the middle, creating a dark shadow.

Swish. Swish.

Shadows appear in the places that are thinly colored with lines.

The atmospheric camping scene was reborn on the car door.

So much so that the graffiti in the corner looked shabby.

No. Rather, it felt like an element that ruined the drawn picture.

“I’m done.”

The scenery of enjoying camping and interviewing today.

That scenery was all melted into the car door.

“Baek Dong Hyung. How is it? Are you going to erase this?”

“Sob.”

Even I think it’s a waste to erase it.

I just wanted to erase the graffiti there.

“Would it look strange if I only erased it here?”

“It would look very strange. I think you’d be able to tell if you looked closely.”

Baek Dong-hwan ruffled Si-ha’s hair.

“I told you not to draw it cool……”

“Baek Dong Hyung. I said I’d draw it cool.”

“Sob. What should I do with this.”

“You can take a picture.”

“Then that graffiti.”

“You can easily remove that graffiti with a program.”

“Then it’s possible? You’re a genius?”

Our Si-ha is a genius.

“But that’s a picture, and this is too precious to erase.”

“Then don’t erase it.”

“Is it that easy to do?”

I smiled at Baek Dong-hwan.

“Then who told you to allow him to draw it?”

“No. I didn’t know Si-ha would draw so well. I just thought he’d draw an emoticon-like character……”

“Why are you like that? You saw the piano video before.”

“That’s different!”

“Ah, well, never mind, move. Let me take a picture.”

I took a picture.

Click.

It was a little dark, so I didn’t like it very much.

“Dong-hwan. Take another picture when it’s bright and send it to me.”

“Ahem. I understand. Haa. This is making me 고민 [gomin – worried/troubled].”

“Just erase it.”

“Hyung. That’s too much. How can I erase Si-ha’s picture!”

“Take this door off and replace it with a new one.”

“No. That’s a bit much.”

“Why! Si-ha’s picture is worth that much!”

Baek Dong-hwan made a dumbfounded expression.

“Hyung. You told me to just erase it earlier?”

“That was a build-up to taking this door off.”

“You’re really something, Hyung. Your scale of affection is different. In that sense, how about drawing a picture on Hyung’s car?”

“Shut up. Let’s go eat dessert.”

“Hyung?”

We looked at Si-ha’s picture one more time and then left to eat dessert.

Today was really an eventful interview.