Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 77

Hyung, Am I Cute? 77

Dinner began.

Lim Si-hoon soothed his surprised stomach with the jjambong [spicy Korean noodle soup] soup.

The spicy and hot flavor rising from his stomach helped him to focus.

He glanced at Siha.

‘Is it real?’

Honestly, he was surprised.

That a drawing was completed by the hands of that small child.

Of course, there were cases where a mother drew with her child when going out for a contract.

But this case was clearly different.

‘The drawing uploaded on Pixiv [online community for artists] is…….’

It might be a line drawing similar to an emoticon, but the colors were completely different.

A simple drawing.

But the meaning it contained was not simple.

That child, with black bean sauce smeared around his mouth, munching and chewing, drew it.

An unbelievable story.

At first, he thought they were lying.

‘But it’s not. Is that child a genius?’

A genius.

Children with exceptional expression and creativity.

Even in places dedicated to discovering gifted children, their drawings were, in a way, bizarre and special.

‘But Siha isn’t like that.’

It was special but not bizarre, and not just difficult.

It was a drawing style that anyone could draw if they tried.

A drawing style that was easy to follow.

Like an emoticon.

Honestly, that was more chilling.

‘It’s not simple.’

Looking at the emoticons of popular artists, there is a simplicity that anyone can do.

But the act of creation is not that simple.

‘That hyung is too.’

What was even scarier was Lee Si-hyuk.

The sensational storytelling part.

That child wouldn’t have written the phrases and titles of the drawings he uploaded on Pixiv.

Entirely Lee Si-hyuk’s sole responsibility.

He threw pebbles at the people who saw it, creating waves of imagination.

Exactly, neither more nor less, just keeping the line.

‘Both brothers are unbelievable, but what does Si-hyuk do?’

While eating jjambong, his curiosity was growing.

He was so surprised that he didn’t know what it tasted like.

When they were done eating to some extent, Lim Si-hoon opened his mouth.

“It’s delicious here, right?”

“Yes. Siha is eating very well too. Siha, was it delicious?”

“Ah ah! Mashiseo! [delicious]”

Lim Si-hoon smiled gently.

He was still amazed that such a cute child drew the picture.

If someone said it was an emoticon drawn by a 3-year-old, they would say it was an exaggeration.

“But Si-hyuk, may I ask what you do?”

“Ah, I’m a college student.”

“Ah, I thought you looked young, as expected.”

“Just. Do I look like that age?”

“Yes. You look like a college student.”

Lim Si-hoon was honestly a little disappointed.

He thought the hyung would also do something genius and special.

“What department are you in?”

“Korean Language and Literature.”

“Ah, I see.”

He felt like he knew where the storytelling came from.

He must have had talent from the beginning.

In fact, not everyone in the Korean literature department is good at storytelling.

It just seemed to fit Lee Si-hyuk’s image well.

“But it’s quite unique. Usually, a mother and daughter or son come to this kind of meeting.”

“Ah, that’s because we live together. I’m Siha’s guardian.”

“Ah…….”

Lim Si-hoon wondered if he had asked something unnecessary and looked at Si-hyuk’s face.

It felt strange to apologize, and it felt strange to just move on as if nothing happened.

“Then how about money?”

“Ah, I make a living by working. I also do translation work for KI Publishing.”

“Ah, I see. It’s not my place to say, but be careful. There are many gangsters in that industry.”

“Thank you.”

Then Siha said.

“Gangster?”

“Siha, a gangster is a bad person. Ahem. You don’t have to remember it. Got it?”

“Why?”

“It’s not a good word.”

“Why?”

“Only strange people use it.”

Siha looked at Lim Si-hoon.

Lim Si-hoon suddenly became a strange person.

Si-hyuk was also trying to fix it, but after thinking about it, he said this.

“It’s not a strange person, it’s a word that good children don’t use.”

Si-hyuk nodded as if he thought he had handled it well.

“Ah ah.”

Siha pointed at Lim Si-hoon.

“Anya (No). [meaning ‘no’ in baby talk]”

“Pfft.”

Lim Si-hoon suddenly became not a good child.

He’s an adult, so he’s not a child, but.

Lim Si-hoon felt like he was being attacked for some reason.

He coughed for no reason.

“Ahem. I’m not a child.”

“Haha. I’m sorry. It’s quite difficult to explain these days.”

“I understand. Anyway, when you take on translation work, make sure to filter out the publishing companies you should avoid.”

“Yes. Thank you. I do other things too, so my income is okay. You don’t have to worry.”

“Oh! Other things?”

“Yes. I do interpretation work. I’ve worked with Habinis Corporation and Meltz Corporation.”

“Excuse me?”

“Yes?”

Cancel the disappointment.

The hyung was also unusual.

What college student does interpreter work with those companies?

‘What was I doing when I was 23 years old?’

Thinking about it was just a depressing story.

‘Anyway, they’re genius brothers.’

Lim Si-hoon learned one thing today.

He saw unusual brothers.

Meanwhile, Siha was just sipping sujeonggwa [Korean cinnamon punch] given at the Chinese restaurant.

“Ugh!”

And I guess it doesn’t taste good.

***

Si-hyuk had an afternoon class, so he took Siha to the daycare center.

Listening to Hyung’s words that he would only listen for a while, Siha entered the daycare center.

The teacher took Siha’s hand.

“Siha, I thought you weren’t coming today.”

“Ah ah. Anya (No). Seungjun, Hana. Meet.”

“Really? Seungjun and Hana are over there.”

Siha slipped into the room.

Seungjun and Hana were studying numbers together.

Animals were taking the shape of numbers on a large sketchbook, and they could also color them.

Seungjun, who was diligently coloring the snake in the shape of ‘1’, raised his head.

“Ah! It’s Siha! Siha! Hello!”

“Ah ah. Hello!”

“It’s Siha! Siha~ Hana, hello too!”

“Ah ah. Hello!”

The two came to Siha, held his hand, and asked him to study numbers together.

Smart Seungjun taught Siha.

“This is one! It means Hana (one).”

“Ah ah.”

Then Hana shouted.

“Hana is here?”

“Silly. That’s not that Hana.”

“Hana is not silly.”

“One when you work. Here’s a snake.”

“Hana is not a snake.”

Siha looked at the snake and nodded.

Seungjun and Hana turned the page as if they were no longer interested in the topic.

The next number that came out was 3 because they turned it all at once.

“Ah ah! Seoi! [three in Korean]”

Seungjun and Hana also remembered and said together.

“That’s right! This is Seoi~ (three). It’s also called set (three) or sam (three)!”

“That’s right. That’s right. Halmoni (Grandma) told me!”

“Ah ah! Halmae (Grandma)! [Grandma in dialect]”

Siha was constantly learning dialects.

The teacher watched the scene and covered her mouth and laughed.

The children’s conversation was unpredictable.

Seungjun said.

“Let’s study together!”

“That’s right. Let’s do it together!”

Siha nodded at the twins’ words.

Then something came to mind.

The pencil case that Hyung takes out whenever he studies.

Siha, who remembered putting it in his penguin bag, opened his bag.

“Ah ah. Hyung’s!”

Siha took out the pencil case.

Seungjun and Hana, who saw it, approached Siha.

“Siha. Is that Si-hyuk hyung’s?”

“Huh? Si-hyuk oppa’s? Hana wants to see too!”

Hana’s eyes especially sparkled even more.

Siha opened the pencil case and showed Hyung’s pens.

Crash.

There were a lot of spilled pens.

Siha, who was proud that Hyung had so many pens, boasted.

“Hyung. Mani (Many)! Buja (Rich)! [Rich]”

Siha stuck out his stomach.

Hyung is rich, so he carries so much around.

Seungjun and Hana left Siha, who was proud, and looked at the pen.

“Wow! There are so many!”

“Hana wants to have one!”

Siha hesitated and shook his head.

“Anya (No)! Hyung’s.”

Hana was disappointed at the words.

Siha started putting the pen back in the pencil case without paying attention.

The teacher watched the scene and fell into thought.

Si-hyuk is probably listening to the lecture now, so what will he use to take notes?

He must have borrowed a pen from his friends.

But the daycare teacher couldn’t miss this opportunity.

If you are a professional daycare teacher, you should educate whenever and wherever the opportunity arises.

“Oh my! Siha. Did you bring Hyung’s pencil case?”

“Ah ah. Hyung’s.”

“Then. How does Hyung study?”

“Ah?”

Siha looked at the pencil case he had.

Hyung studied with a pen without a pencil case.

Then he thought he would study with a pen that wasn’t in the pencil case.

“Hyung can’t study without this.”

“!!!”

“Then shouldn’t we give him the pencil case now?”

“Ah ah!!”

Nod nod.

Siha put the pencil case in the penguin bag.

The teacher put the bag on Siha.

“Then Siha. Can you go to where Hyung is? Hyung will be taking classes here at the Korean Language and Literature building. If you don’t know, go to the department office here.”

“Ah ah.”

“The teacher will write what Siha needs on this paper.”

The teacher wrote what Siha needed on the paper.

With this, he would be able to go if he asked anyone.

“Okay, then you put on your shoes. Let’s go!”

“Ah ah!”

“You have to give Hyung the pencil case and come back! Can you do it alone?”

“Ah ah!”

Siha left the daycare center alone.

Of course, this was Siha’s misunderstanding, and the director followed Siha.

Teacher Yoo Da-hee stayed at the daycare center and took care of the children.

“Hyung. Hyung.”

Siha held the penguin bag tightly and set out to find Hyung.

Siha, who has a good memory, knew where the Korean Language and Literature building was.

He remembered coming with Hyung before.

“Hyung! Hyung!”

He sang the Hyung song and moved his short legs diligently.

The penguin bag shook.

College students looked at Siha with curious faces.

A cute child holding a bag tightly in both hands.

There were also college students who couldn’t just watch that.

“Oh? Hey, baby. Where are your parents? Why are you alone?”

“Ah ah. Hyung!”

“Huh? Haha. I’m a hyung. Did you see that, guys? He called me hyung.”

“Anya (No)!”

The friends next to him giggled and laughed.

“Hey. He said no. You have to have a conscience. You’re an uncle.”

“Keuheuk! It’s a fact, so I can’t argue.”

“Looks like the child is looking for his hyung?”

“Right. It’s too dangerous if he’s alone? Should uncle help you?”

Siha shook his head.

“Siha. Alone!”

Then he unfolded the paper in his pocket.

[Korean Language and Literature building. Looking for 3rd year Lee Si-hyuk hyung.]

Siha thought he could find Hyung if he had this.

He folded the paper again and put it in the front pocket of his top.

College students thought Siha was so cute.

“Baby. That’s the Korean Language and Literature building. Actually, there are other departments besides Korean Language and Literature.”

“Ah ah! Gomawo (Thank you). [Thank you]”

“Hehe. So cute.”

Siha, who parted ways with the college students, headed to the Korean Language and Literature building.

The college students thought about following him, but they didn’t follow him because the director was behind him.

For reference, the director was already disguising himself with a hat, sunglasses, and mask so that he could not be recognized.

Siha didn’t notice the director following him from behind.

Siha, who had arrived at the Korean Language and Literature building, found the stairs.

“Ah?”

It looked too high to climb.

He glanced around and saw the elevator door opening.

He moved his short legs diligently and got on the elevator.

“Ah ah!”

Other college students were surprised to see the child who suddenly came in.

Alisa happened to be there.

“Huh? Siha.”

“Ah? Ah! Lisa!”

“Yes. Siha. What’s going on here?”

“Ah ah. Hyung! Pen!”

“Huh?”

Siha showed the letters written by the daycare teacher.

“Ah! You’re going to give Hyung a pen?”

“Ah ah. Hyung. Study!”

“Yes. You need a pen to study.”

Alisa, who came to take a liberal arts class, pressed the 3rd floor for Siha.

“Hyung will be on the 3rd floor. Oh right. Should I go with you?”

“Anya (No). Siha. Alone!”

“Okay. Siha can do it alone, right?”

“Ah ah.”

In fact, Siha also received help from the elevator, but no one tackled it.

They were just watching with warm eyes.

A child who came to get a pen for Hyung’s study.

It was so cute.

Ding!

The elevator arrived on the 3rd floor.

Siha quickly got off and looked around.

Alisa gently pointed to where Si-hyuk was lecturing.

“Maybe. Hyung will be in that room?”

“Ah? Ah ah.”

Siha approached the lecture room.

Inside, the professor was teaching.

To be exact, the class was almost over.

The professor said in a sinister voice.

“Listen carefully. The end of the lecture is already approaching. That means the final exam is not far away. I prepared for that. This time, it will be replaced with a team project instead of the final exam.”

“Ugh!”

“Submit each report. I’m thinking of doing relative evaluation with a thorough deduction system.”

“Ugh!”

To Siha, who was outside, it sounded like the professor was harassing him a lot.

“Then that’s it for today’s lecture. Think hard.”

The professor, who opened the door, was startled and looked at Siha.

“Huh? Why is there a baby here?”

Siha knew that this person had the same voice as the college student uncles who were harassing him.

Harassing is a bad child.

And bad kids are…….

Siha said loudly.

“Gangster!”

“Uh uh?”

The professor was quite embarrassed, and the college students who saw it burst into laughter.

And Si-hyuk covered his face when he saw Siha.

Oh dear.

Siha found Hyung.

“Hyung!”

Siha smiled brightly.