Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 75

Hyung, Am I Cute?

As usual, Siha climbs onto my stomach and opens his eyes.

The only difference is that it’s dawn, not morning.

Checking my phone, it was 5 AM.

“Siha, do you really have to wake up now?”

“Ah, hyung. Siha. Drawing.”

“Huh? You want to draw at this early hour?”

“Ah.”

“You’re really diligent. But good kids should sleep more.”

“No.”

Siha, with his artistic spirit burning in the early morning, turned on the tablet.

Photoshop immediately appeared, and he diligently picked up the pen and started coloring.

“Umm.”

I think it’s my fault.

Siha has already drawn so many pictures, but among them, there are 31 kinds of Pepe the penguin.

What he’s drawing now is the 32nd picture.

Yesterday, I shouldn’t have said, ‘If you finish coloring this, we can submit it for emoticon review!’

That’s why he’s coloring so diligently.

‘It was hard explaining what an emoticon is, though.’

Siha seems satisfied with his drawing.

In fact, since emoticons don’t use excessive colors, it’s a perfect fit for Siha.

Since I was already awake, I took a shower and did some translation work next to him.

It felt strange, like we were working together.

“Ah! Hyung!”

“Huh? Did you finish it?”

“Ah! Picture!”

“Wow! You did? It’s all done! Then I’ll save it as a PNG file and submit it for review. Okay?”

“Ah.”

I added the text and completed the emoticon.

Now, all that’s left is to submit it for review.

It would be great if it passes the review, but if not, we can put it somewhere else.

The point is, we don’t have to be obsessed with just one SNS [Social Networking Service].

“Hyung. Emote!”

“It’s ’emoticon,’ ’emoticon’.”

“Ah. Emoticon! Siha. Pepe.”

“Yeah. Siha’s Pepe might be used by people.”

“Ah.”

Siha rested his cheeks on both hands, as if he understood.

He seemed happy.

I poked Siha’s protruding cheek with my finger.

“Are you that happy?”

“Ah.”

“If Siha is happy, hyung is happy too.”

“Siha wuvs hyung.”

“Hahaha. What if Siha becomes super rich with this emoticon?”

“Huh?”

“If this emoticon sells, Siha will get money. So Siha can buy everything he wants.”

“Ah!”

I don’t know what Siha is thinking, but he liked it.

He shouldn’t learn the taste of money already.

“What does Siha want to buy?”

“Siha. Hyung.”

“Huh? You want to buy hyung?”

“No.”

“Then?”

Siha pretended to grab something with his hands.

“Hyung. Hand!”

“Huh?”

I held out my hand.

Siha pretended to put something on my hand.

“For hyung.”

“Huh? Are you giving hyung an allowance?”

“No.”

“헐 [Korean slang expressing disbelief or shock]? Are you giving me all your money?”

“Ah.”

I was touched and covered my mouth.

Siha, do you know that if you have a lot of money, you’re the hyung [older brother or male friend]?

“From now on, I’ll have to treat Siha like my hyung.”

“No. Hyung is hyung.”

“Hahaha. That’s right. Our Siha. I’ll have to serve you!”

“Ah!”

I grabbed Siha’s waist and lifted him up.

There’s no such cute sibling in the world.

Yes! He’s the top among babies.

“Then, since we have time, I’ll teach you about money.”

“Ah.”

I took out bills from my wallet.

1,000 won, 5,000 won, 10,000 won, 50,000 won.

I decided to show him the coins later so he wouldn’t get confused.

I didn’t show him the coins on purpose because they were small.

“Okay, look closely. 5,000 won is better than 1,000 won.”

“Ah.”

I taught him which one was better.

Siha nodded as if he understood.

“Okay. Then what’s better than this?”

“Ah. This!”

When I showed him the 1,000 won, Siha chose the other three.

He’s so smart!

“Okay, then which one is the best among these?”

“Ah. This!”

“That’s right! This yellow cabbage [slang for 50,000 won bill due to its color] is better.”

“Ah!”

Our Siha knows ten things when he learns one.

Now I have to tell him something better.

“Siha, there’s something called a bank account where you can put all of this in.”

“Huh?”

“Here. This is it. There are number pictures here, right?”

I showed him the numbers printed on the bankbook.

“The more circles there are, the better. Got it?”

“Ah.”

“Then shall we make a bank account for Siha today?”

“Ah!”

I knew Siha would like it.

As the time to submit the emoticon review came, I wanted to make a bank account for Siha.

Some might say it’s too early, but I think it’s necessary.

There’s also a separate children’s bank account.

‘Even if the emoticon isn’t sold, it will accumulate to some extent.’

Wouldn’t Siha find it fun to see even a little money coming in?

That’s why I decided to make a bank account.

And Siha might be able to buy something with his own money later.

“Then let’s go make a bank account today!”

“Ah!”

That’s how we prepared for the morning.

***

There is an IN Bank branch at Kangin University.

Most students use it frequently when processing their main transactions at IN and integrating their student ID, debit card, and postpaid transportation card.

The frequency of new students joining each year increased, making it a frequently used bank.

Today, I was planning to make a bank account at this bank with Siha.

“Siha, you can get a number ticket here.”

“Ah.”

I had Siha get a number ticket and sat down to wait.

It wasn’t that crowded because it was morning.

But it wasn’t completely empty either.

Surprisingly, the bank inside the school had a lot of work.

That means there were a lot of transactions.

“Siha, if the number on this ticket is the same as the place where the red light comes on, it’s our turn.”

“Ah.”

Siha focused on the ticket in his hand.

He won’t know if he just stares at the numbers.

I waited quietly while watching Siha.

Ding-dong!

When I heard the number change, Siha turned his head.

“It’s our turn. Let’s go.”

“Ah.”

I took Siha’s hand and went to the bank teller.

“I’m here to make a children’s bank account. I have all the necessary documents.”

Family relationship certificate, seal, ID card, etc.

This much preparation was needed to make a bank account for young Siha.

The bank teller thought Siha was so cute.

“The baby is so cute.”

“Thank you. Siha, she says you’re so cute.”

“Ah. Thank you~”

Where did he learn ‘thank you’ again?

“In that case, it’s ‘thank you’.”

“Thank younida!”

The bank teller smiled slightly and asked me.

“There are different types of children’s bank accounts, which one would you like?”

“There are types?”

“Yes. It’s not different, but the pictures on the bankbooks are different. Like this.”

One was a penguin monster that children liked, and the other was a popular train cartoon.

“Siha, which one do you want?”

“This!”

“I knew you’d choose the penguin monster.”

“Ah.”

In the end, he chose the penguin monster picture.

“Okay. Then I’ll give you this one. Don’t worry, it will be changed to a youth bank account when you turn 14.”

“Is there something different?”

“There’s not much difference. Should I say the interest rate is different?”

“Ah, I see.”

In fact, I don’t really care about bank interest rates.

It wasn’t like I was going to deposit a lump sum.

I was satisfied with just making a bank account now.

“Okay. Siha, here’s 10,000 won. You see the four circles, right? This money will go into the bank account.”

“Ah.”

“Are you answering because you know? Watch closely how it goes in. It’s magic.”

The bank teller chuckled as if my explanation was funny.

Hey, everyone becomes like this when they raise children.

Well, Siha wasn’t my child, but my younger brother.

The bank teller said.

“Pfft. Ah. I should show you some magic.”

The bank teller who received my 10,000 won put the money into the bankbook.

Swish, swish.

The sound of printing was heard, and 10,000 won was clearly printed on Siha’s bankbook.

“Tada. How many circles?”

“Ah!”

Siha pointed at each one with his finger and said.

“Foui!”

Everyone next to me burst out laughing at his confident counting.

I had forgotten.

Siha learned numbers in dialect last time.

Hana, dul, seoi, neoi…….

I’m sure I corrected it and taught him again?

Anyway, Siha’s memory is scary.

“Pfft.”

Everyone is still laughing after hearing Siha’s ‘neoi’ here and there.

Still, their eyes were warm.

Everyone was looking at him cutely.

“Ahem. Siha, ‘neoi’ is dialect. You have to say ‘net’. Net. Or sa!”

“No. Foui~”

“Hahaha. ‘Neoi’ will continue for a while.”

I scratched my head.

“Then I’ll leave if everything is done. Thank you.”

“Ah. Thank younida.”

I was about to leave the bank with Siha when I approached the ATM next to me.

“Should hyung show you some magic one last time?”

Siha stared at me curiously.

I turned on my phone, went into the app, and immediately entered Siha’s account to send money.

It was Siha’s design fee I received at the Fiber Expo last time.

“Look closely. The money on this phone is going to Siha’s bank account! Now move, move! Now if you put it in this machine, the money will be transferred.”

I put the bankbook in the ATM and pressed ‘organize’ [check balance/update bankbook].

The sound of printing was heard and the bankbook came out.

I showed it to Siha.

“Okay. How is it? The number picture here has changed, right?”

“Ah!”

Siha saw that the number in the front had changed.

Now Siha has 1,510,000 won in his bank account.

“Siha is rich. He has a lot of money.”

“Ah. Hyung. Dongle.”

“Huh?”

“Dongle. Foui!”

“Oh…. That’s right. There are four circles.”

Siha might think it’s the same because there are four circles.

Anyway, he’s cute.

“Shall we go to daycare now?”

“Ah.”

“I told them we’d be late today, so we’re not late. Right?”

“Ah.”

I took Siha’s hand and headed to daycare.

***

-Daycare.

Siha took out the bankbook he made with hyung today and showed it off.

“Siha bankbook!”

The first to react were Seungjun and Hana.

“Wow! Siha, that’s a nice bankbook! It’s a penguin monster! I want one too!”

“Hana too. Hana too!”

Jongsu laughed mockingly at the sight.

“You guys still don’t have a bankbook? When I get allowance, I go to the bank and put money in it!”

Jongsu spread his fingers wide.

“I’ve already saved 100,000 won! I do errands well and massage shoulders. I earn money too. I’m an adult.”

Seungjun turned his head away at Jongsu’s words.

His expression was clearly sulky.

The teacher looked at the sight with an expression that said, ‘Here we go again.’

Seungjun said.

“Hmph! When I get money from my grandfather, my mom keeps it for me!”

“When Hana gets money fwom her gwandmothew, Mom keeps it too!”

The teacher thought to herself.

That’s going into mom’s wallet.

It’s not storage, it’s money to be used.

But the teacher couldn’t teach such cruel truths to pure children.

Jongsu said.

“But you don’t have a bankbook.”

“I’m going to make a bankbook too!”

“Even if you make one, you don’t have as much money as I do, right? All the money I got from my grandparents is here! There’s a lot! There’s 100,000 won!”

“No, I have it too! Mom has it!”

The teacher shook her head.

No, mom won’t have it.

It’s all gone for food, transportation, and living expenses.

That money is already in your stomach.

But the teacher only thought to herself and zipped her lips.

Siha saw the sight and approached the teacher.

“Ah. Siha too. Mana [many].”

“Huh? Siha has a lot of money too?”

“Ah. Dongle [circles]. Foui [four]!”

“Huh? Ah! You have four circles?”

The teacher was now used to Siha’s abbreviated way of speaking.

She was now a seasoned veteran.

“Ah! Siha. Mana [many].”

“I see. Siha must have a lot of money. Four circles, so it must be 10,000 won?”

“Ah.”

Siha spread out his bankbook so the teacher could see it.

The teacher looked at Siha’s bankbook.

“Huh?”

There were definitely four circles.

It’s just that the numbers in front were different.

1,510,000 won.

The teacher was flustered.

“1,510,000 won? Hyung must have put a lot in for Siha?”

The teacher didn’t know that this was money Siha had earned.

Jongsu’s eyes widened.

“Teacher. Is it more than 100,000 won?”

“Uh… yeah……. It’s a lot…….”

It’s much more than 100,000 won.

Jongsu grabbed his clothes tightly and asked again.

“How much more?”

The teacher hesitated how to say it and decided to use a metaphor.

She took out a 2,000 won snack box from her pocket.

She put it on the floor and said.

“You can buy 50 of these with 100,000 won. This much.”

The teacher roughly expressed about 50 with her hands.

“But Siha can buy this much.”

She drew a size of over 100 with her hands.

It was very big indeed.

Jongsu’s expression became shocked as he realized that Siha had a lot of money.

Seungjun laughed and said cheerfully.

“Siha is rich!”

“Siha is rich!”

Siha didn’t know he had that much money either.

Hyung’s words were true.

Siha is rich.

Smart Siha said.

“Hyung! Wich [rich]!”

He praised the hyung who performed magic on the bankbook.

Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]

Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]

Brother, Aren't I Cute? だいしゅき、にーちゃ! 哥哥我可爱吗? 형아, 나 귀엽지?
Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] In the wake of a devastating tragedy, Si-hyuk finds himself the sole guardian of his much younger brother, Si-ha. Whispers and uncertainties swirl around them as they navigate a world suddenly devoid of their parents. But amidst the chaos, a single word pierces through the despair: "Brother." From the lips of young Si-ha, it's a beacon of hope, a plea for protection. Witness the unbreakable bond between two brothers as they face adversity, forging a heartwarming tale of love, resilience, and the enduring power of family. Will Si-hyuk rise to the challenge and create a future filled with love and laughter for his adorable little brother?

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