Brother, Am I Cute? [EN]: Chapter 92

Hyung, Am I Cute? 92

His left hand clumsily makes a fist, and his right hand waves up and down.

It looked like he was playing the guitar.

‘No. It really looks like he’s playing the guitar, doesn’t it?’

Looking at him shaking his hand diligently, it seems like he gets the feeling.

“Siha, do you want a guitar?”

“Ah ah! Guitar!”

“Hmm. You don’t want something like this, do you?”

“Ah?”

I scratched my head.

Something like that would be bigger than Siha’s body, so he can’t even play with it.

And the guitar strings are strong, so he could get hurt.

‘Come to think of it, they did sell small guitars, right?’

I went online and searched for ‘baby guitar.’

As expected, they came out in droves.

The price wasn’t that expensive either.

Between 10,000 and 40,000 won [approximately $8 to $30 USD].

At this price, I can afford the bleeding [referring to the financial burden].

“Siha, there are so many different ones, which one do you want to buy? There are even guitars with characters drawn on them here.”

“No.”

“Ah, you don’t like this?”

It seemed like he liked Seo Su-hyun’s acoustic guitar.

Those toy character guitars are much cheaper.

Too bad.

Three-year-old Lee Si-ha.

He was a man of conviction in his eyes.

“Okay. What color?”

“Ah ah.”

Siha chose a color close to the original wood.

But the back was a slightly reddish wine color.

It seems to be a pretty luxurious color.

“Okay. I’ll order it?”

“Ah ah.”

“It’s 40,000 won.”

“Ah ah.”

“If I buy this, will you play it a lot?”

“Ah ah.”

I don’t think he’ll play it a lot, but what does it matter?

It wouldn’t be bad to improve his musical sense on this occasion.

I bought the guitar.

It seemed like it would be delivered soon because it was nearby.

“Siha, the guitar is coming tomorrow.”

Siha raised his hands in joy.

Suddenly, he jumped up and ran to get the tablet.

What’s that for again?

When I watched quietly, he shook his legs and drew a picture.

“Huh?”

But this time, the picture he was drawing wasn’t a penguin or a guitar.

It was a picture of a person.

As the shape gradually formed, I realized it was a woman after drawing her hair.

One SD character [Super Deformed character, a style of caricature] was born.

There was also a hat, which looked like a frog.

“Siha, who are you drawing?”

“Frog.”

“Frog?”

“Ah ah. This. This.”

“What is this?”

Siha drew a picture next to the character with a pen.

He drew a circle and scribbled worms next to it.

Um. I don’t know.

“What is this?”

“Ah ah. Circle. Frog.”

“Huh?”

What does he mean?

As I was thinking about it, Siha drew a few more.

I finally realized that it resembled a YouTube channel.

Then the character he’s drawing now is…

“Are you drawing a profile picture for broadcasting?”

“Ah?”

Siha tilted his head, not knowing what I was saying.

Right. There’s no way he could understand that.

But the purpose is probably right.

If you look at the videos and comments, there’s a profile picture in that round circle.

“Is it a picture gift for Frog?”

“No. Siha. Picture. Here.”

Siha tapped the circle.

It seems like he wants to put his picture in the profile.

This wasn’t a gift.

‘Well, Su-hyun, who received this picture, might think so.’

I’m a little jealous.

To receive such a picture from Siha.

I even bought him a guitar…

***

-Daycare.

Today, Siha had a guitar case on his back instead of a penguin bag.

Siha looked at the sturdy guitar once and then turned his head and walked away.

He saw a video of someone playing the guitar and traveling with a case.

Today, Siha was the traveler in the video.

“Siha, then Hyung will go. See you later.”

“Hyung. Bye-bye.”

“Okay.”

Siha waved his hand vigorously and confidently entered the daycare.

Because he came with a guitar case on his back, he caught the attention of the children at once.

Seung-joon and Hana approached first.

“Wow! Siha. What is this?”

“Guitar!”

Siha also wanted to show it to Seung-joon and Hana, so he took it out once and kept it.

Siha opened the guitar case.

The sleek guitar was held in Siha’s hand.

Seung-joon admired it.

Hana also shone her eyes.

Because it reminded her of Seo Su-hyun’s guitar.

“Ah ah. Guitar!”

Siha opened the guitar case wide and sat down on the floor with a thud.

He started playing the guitar right away.

Ting.

A clear sound rang out.

Of course, he didn’t know how to hold the chords, so several notes came out mixed, but that didn’t matter to the children.

Cool.

They were completely immersed in the coolness of the guitar.

“Hana. Song.”

Siha asked Hana to sing.

He meant that he would play the guitar, so Hana should sing.

Hana also took out a pink microphone from her bag.

It was an essential item to carry around these days.

“Hana will sing a new song!”

“Ah ah.”

Seung-joon also wanted to join in, so he sat down on the piano chair in the daycare, wondering what to do.

“Then I’ll play the piano.”

It was the formation of a three-person band made on the spot.

The teacher was watching the children’s play.

It was fun to watch quietly when they played so freely.

Because it has a good effect on children’s growth and development.

Siha nodded and played the guitar.

Ting.

Seung-joon played the piano.

Ding. Ding.

Hana looked at it and put her mouth to the microphone.

“The sun is shining! The bald head is shining!”

The teacher felt the strangeness of the lyrics, saying, ‘Huh?’

The children all knew the parody and sang it together.

It was a hotter heat than any concert.

“On grandpa’s bald head! Apply sesame oil! A passing fly slipped and died!”

“Ahahaha!”

The teacher looked at the children in embarrassment.

Where did this song spread from?

When? At what time?

Was it a song that everyone knew?

Knowing or not knowing the teacher’s heart, the children were laughing ha ha ho ho [onomatopoeia for laughter].

“Ahem. Kids. Where did you learn that song?”

Seung-joon said with his chest puffed out.

“My dad taught me secretly from my mom! My dad knows a lot of fun songs!”

The teacher put her hand on her forehead.

Oh, Seung-joon’s father!

No matter how much you want to get close to the kids, how can you teach them a song with such a parody?

Hana continued to speak.

“Teacher! Teacher! Dad told me a song!”

As Hana was about to sing another song, Siha played the guitar.

Seung-joon also played the piano.

“Father ran away drunk~”

A children’s song called ‘Eat Chili Peppers and Whine’ rang out.

Of course, with a parody.

“Grandma followed with a club!”

The children didn’t know this song, so they were listening with anticipation.

“Hit once and giggle! Fainted after being hit twice!”

There are such stimulating lyrics in the world.

The teacher wondered what to do with this.

Then Siha said.

“Ah ah! Money!”

“Huh?”

Siha tapped the guitar case and shouted money.

He saw people putting money in the guitar case in the busking video on YouTube.

This live stage was not free.

“Siha. Money?”

“Ah ah! Song! Money!”

“Huh? Siha. Do you have to get money if you sing a song?”

“Ah ah.”

Nod nod.

The teacher thought this was a good sign to turn her attention.

And a good opportunity to educate about money.

Daycare teachers never miss such opportunities.

“Amazing! You’re already making money. Then what are you going to do when you get money?”

Siha started to think.

“Siha’s?”

“Yes. And then? What should I do? There are friends who did it together?”

“Ah ah. Seung-joon’s. Hana’s!”

“That’s right. Yes. You have to share it like that.”

“Ah ah. Siha’s. Hyung’s.”

“Huh?”

“Siha’s money to Hyung?”

“Ah ah.”

The teacher smiled contentedly.

Siha was really kind and cute.

But a definite opportunity to educate about money!

Teacher Yoo Da-hee decided to go one step further.

“Siha. You don’t give money to family… Ouch!”

Slap!

The director’s palm hit Teacher Yoo Da-hee’s back.

“It hurts……”

“You don’t have to teach that.”

“But this is definitely from a young age……”

When the director glared, Teacher Yoo Da-hee nodded as if she agreed.

“Yes! I understand!”

“You sometimes go well, but you put unnecessary words at the end.”

“I wanted to prevent the children’s money from being withdrawn as their parents’ credit card bills! Such misfortunes should not happen!”

“It’s okay to happen.”

“Huh? How can such a cruel… There was a reason why the children saw the director as the strongest boss.”

The director smiled softly.

“Teacher Yoo Da-hee. Do you want to be like your name [a pun, implying being wishy-washy]?”

“No. I’ll do better. Hehe.”

In the meantime, Siha was steadily receiving money.

It was the Blue Marble money [a board game similar to Monopoly] that Jong-soo put in the guitar case for Siha.

He also flexed [showed off] with a whopping 500,000 won.

“I enjoyed the song.”

“Me too. I enjoyed the song, Siha.”

Siha nodded.

Hana tilted her head next to her.

“Hana sang the song?”

It was another peaceful daycare day.

***

-KI Media.

Today, I went to work.

Should I call it going to work?

Anyway, since I properly finished the contract at that time, KI Media didn’t make me work.

It’s like a sweet break from field training.

So what I do is translation work.

In the end, I’ll be working with KI Media.

“But you keep working?”

Seo Su-hyun next to me was staring at the screen intently.

Does that solve anything?

“Oppa [term for older brother used by females], if you come to field training, you must have something to learn.”

“I gave you a choice. You can do it or not.”

“Who knows? Maybe I’ll get a job at a publishing company?”

“You don’t know that.”

“This is all experience. Later, when I tell a story, I can say that the field training was rewarding. Isn’t that right?”

“Are you going to tell such a story to your juniors?”

“Of course. I’m a junior in the third grade. Later, when there’s another opening party, I have to drink and tell stories.”

“You don’t have to go. Opening party.”

Seo Su-hyun smiled as if she didn’t know anything.

“You have to meet a lot of people like this. That’s how you filter them out.”

“Huh? Filter out?”

“There are kids who come out right when they drink.”

“Ah ha. Maybe?”

It’s a bit difficult to judge with just one scene, but it was true that there were some kids who felt strange.

“Ah! Tell me your email. I have something to send you.”

“Email?”

“Yes.”

“Why email?”

“Siha drew an SD character and wanted to put it on your YouTube channel profile.”

“Huh? Really? Of course, I have to put it in! I’ll put it in the profile.”

I didn’t know she would like it this much.

I’m jealous.

I received the email address and immediately sent the picture.

I saved Siha’s picture file on my laptop to send it like this.

Seo Su-hyun went into her email and checked it, and her eyes widened.

“Wow! It’s so cute.”

“The frog hat is cute, right?”

“Yes. It’s cute. It’s a little bit like that.”

She is expressing a complicated feeling when she sees the frog.

Seo Su-hyun immediately changed her profile picture.

“Oppa. Can I write that I received this as a gift?”

“Write it. Write it. Don’t say that a 3-year-old baby drew it. Ah! That’s right!”

“Why? What else? Do you have anything else to give?”

“No. Please reveal my name when writing.”

“Name? As Siha?”

I shook my head.

“Writer Sihapepe [referencing the Pepe the Frog meme].”

“Yes! I understand.”

Siha. Are you watching?

Hyung is advertising you as an emoticon writer.

The fact that Siha’s face was made into a Pepe emoticon in the YouTuber video was also my meticulous strategy.

Of course, there weren’t many subscribers.

Still, the behind-the-scenes video of Siha and me had some views.

“Grow the channel a little and help me.”

“I’ll do my best. No, I’m just doing this as a hobby.”

“Still, it’s good to have a lot of people see it, right?”

“That’s right. Wow! Oppa. What if I become a million YouTuber? The video revenue is huge.”

I just laughed.

“Cool?”

“Yes?”

“It’s like drinking a bowl of kimchi soup coolly [an expression meaning getting ahead of oneself].”

“This oppa is real! Just watch. You might regret hitting the ground later because I’m doing so well.”

“You do well.”

“Why? Oppa is doing well too?”

I puffed out my chest and said.

“No. The future world star is our Siha. Siha bought a guitar this time.”

Seo Su-hyun looked at me as if she was dumbfounded.

“If you buy a guitar and that’s the level, then if you buy a piano later, a world-class pianist will be born.”

“…If it’s Siha, there’s a possibility……”

“Oppa. Are you cool? It’s like drinking a hundred bowls of kimchi soup.”

I smirked.

“What does a frog in a well know [idiom for someone with limited perspective]?”

“This oppa is real!”

What do you know?

Siha is such a talented kid. Yes!