Childhood Friend Who Sees the Future Utters Nonsense

192 – Side Story – The Little Composer is Curious About Love! (2)

That day, Seol-ha observed her parents from afar, who were having a great time, just as her father had said.

They were a famous lovebird couple in the neighborhood, and they were always together, so such sights were not all that new to Seol-ha. It was something she could always see at home.

However, scenes that I usually just watched felt different today. Maybe it was thanks to Siyoon’s advice.

“Brother, what are you looking at like that?”

“Yeah, I just have something on my mind.”

Seol-ah, who was relatively calm outside but transformed into a cicada on an old tree in front of her older brother when she returned home, approached him and asked him gently. Seol-ha calmly responded while patting her beloved younger sister’s head.

Seol-ah was just curious about her brother’s appearance.

Earlier, he didn’t even respond properly to his younger sibling’s request to play with him, but now he was staring at his father and mother’s faces as if they were going to burst into tears. I couldn’t help but wonder if something was wrong.

“What is it, what is it? Tell me too.”

Seol-ah is usually not very interested in others. To be exact, she is the type of person who doesn’t delve into things more than necessary. There are many times when she stands out as a daughter of her father.

But today, she couldn’t hold back her curiosity, so she actively crossed the line she usually drew for herself and clung to my brother’s arm, asking him questions.

This kind of cuteness, even mixing in nasal sounds, is a rare scene that Seol-ah rarely shows except in front of her father, who is number one in her heart.

Thanks to that, Seol-ha was startled for a moment.

Should I tell you this?

‘I didn’t want Seol-ah to find out.’

It wasn’t that I was embarrassed to be caught having such curiosity. It was just that I felt a little embarrassed as an older brother to be caught unaware of the providence that even my younger brother seemed to have already realized.

Although he is a young gentleman who has not even entered middle school yet, Seol-ha has a strong sense of pride as an older brother.

“Huh? Huh? Seol-ah asks me to do this, so you’re not going to tell me?”

“Ugh… .”

However, for Seol-ha, who had been a fool for her younger sibling her entire life, Seol-ah’s genuine aegyo was quite difficult to endure.

My younger sibling, who stopped referring to me in the third person when she was ten, would call me “Seol-ah~” in a voice that was full of cuteness. Where would an older brother have the ability to endure that?

In the end, Seol-ha, who had been groaning, sat down quietly as if declaring a white flag.

“That’s true, actually… .”

“Hehe, yeah.”

The tomboyish younger sister, unaware of her brother’s true intentions, sat down after him and smiled brightly as he began to talk. They say you can’t spit on a smiling face, but if that child has the same loveliness as Seol-ah, the power is doubled.

Seol-ha felt herself start to laugh along with that one smile, so she put her hand on her forehead.

It’s such a foul-mouthed cuteness.

“Do you remember what Mr. Jae-young said to you when we were recording?”

“Mr. Jae-young? Uh… Ah! What did love say?”

“Right, that’s it.”

From Seol-ha’s perspective, it was a remark that made her think philosophically, but from Seol-ah’s perspective, it seemed like a trivial remark that could be dismissed as something like ‘what is love?’

Seol-ha, who felt the difference in their positions once again and let out a hollow laugh, continued talking.

“Seol-ah, you’ve been recording really well since then. But I just can’t seem to do well.”

“So that’s what your face was like when you recorded?”

Seol-ah crushes her own face and lets out a strange breathing sound, saying, “Boo.”

Even if the recording wasn’t very good, it’s unlikely that Seol-ha’s face was beyond human standards, but she nodded, thinking that it meant that she had a lot of worries.

“I didn’t really understand it, so I asked my dad what love was, and he told me to observe him and my mom closely for a day.”

“I thought you were staring at Mom and Dad. I thought you were fighting.”

Seol-ah, who was secretly scared, sighed in relief as she cleared her mind.

In the first place, fights in this house are something that can only happen between mother and daughter. It’s usually for reasons that are rare and not observed in ordinary families, such as who will play with the father.

So, Seol-ah was anxious about what she would do if her parents and brother got into a fight, but fortunately, it wasn’t something serious.

“So, do you think you know something?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. Mom and Dad have always been on good terms.”

“but.”

Seol-ah completely agreed with those words. At least when both parents were at home, it was rare to see them apart unless it was unavoidable.

Suddenly.

Seol-ah, who had been racking her brain for a long time trying to solve her brother’s worries, suddenly got up from her seat. Seol-ha stared blankly at her younger brother’s back as he walked off somewhere with penguin-like steps.

The direction she was headed was none other than the refrigerator in the kitchen.

“When you can’t think straight, something sweet is the best! Here, eat this and cheer up!”

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“Oh, yeah… Thank you.”

What Seol-ah returned and proudly held out was none other than pudding.

For Seol-ah who loves sweets, the kitchen is often stocked with desserts of this type, but if I had to pick her favorites, they would be pudding and ice cream.

This kind of taste is just like my mother’s.

On the other hand, Seol-ha’s expression upon receiving it was indifferent, and that was understandable because Seol-ha, like her father, does not like sweet things very much. She eats them when she can find them, but she does not go out of her way to seek them out.

‘More than that, isn’t this something Seol-ah really likes?’

Seol-ha blinked for a moment, looking back and forth between her younger brother and pudding, as a question suddenly occurred to her.

Judging from the sticker on the packaging, it must have been bought from a famous pudding restaurant in the neighborhood. If you ask Seol-ah, “Which restaurant has the best pudding?”, she will definitely pick this restaurant as the number one choice.

However, because of her mother’s teaching that eating too many sweets is not good, she cannot eat it often, so she was shocked that he was giving it to her.

Maybe there were two and he gave up the remaining one.

“Seol-ah, do you have any of these left?”

“Huh? There’s only one? I bought it to eat in the first place.”

When I asked her a question with a hopeful heart, Seol-ah tilted her head as if asking why I was asking such a thing and answered sincerely.

I had a feeling that I might gain some more insight from that answer, so I asked the question again, as if digging a little deeper.

“Can you give me something so precious?”

“…What are you talking about, oppa?”

Then Seol-ah’s eyebrows turned into a V shape, and she shrugged her shoulders with an expression that said she didn’t understand at all.

“I’m giving it to you because it’s precious. Eat it and gain strength!”

“… … !”

The younger sister’s answer was so confident. The moment she heard those words, Seol-ha realized what the doubt she had been feeling while observing her parents earlier was.

The image of my mother giving up her own food and filling my father’s mouth with strawberries. It may be a common sight in any household, but I have never thought about the reason for such behavior. It is so natural.

But if you dig into the emotions that are at the root of that behavior, you’ll find the answer he’s looking for.

That was the answer that my younger brother gave me through the pudding he cherished so much.

Sizzle.

“Hehehe, how is it? Is it delicious?”

“Yeah, it’s delicious.”

Seol-ha opened the packaging on the spot, hurriedly ate the pudding, and smiled with satisfaction.

At least for him, I believe it will be the answer to the puzzle of what love is.

***

Two days later, the Park siblings were back at work in the company’s recording studio. As always, Jae-young, the head of the company and the two’s music mentor, was there with them.

The sight of siblings who hadn’t even entered middle school yet singing with professional expressions in a recording studio while one of them watched from outside was something that Jae-young wasn’t used to.

That’s understandable, because even for him, who has been working in this industry for over 30 years, it was almost the first time he had seen a seed sprout at such a young age.

Click.

“Okay, Seol-ah, you look like you’re in good shape today? You’re done for now.”

Jae-young pressed the talkback button with the corners of his lips hanging to his ears as he listened to the genius girl who could quickly produce a finished product after hearing only a few instructions, and transmitted his voice inside.

Seol-ah’s bright answer came back to him.

– Yes! I decided to go to the amusement park with my dad tomorrow.

“Oh, that’s what it was? That would give me strength.”

Jae-young couldn’t help but smile at the answer that made him feel happy as a father with a daughter.

On the one hand, it was a little strange. Usually, at that age, children start to enter puberty and tend to become distant from their parents, but Seol-ah was always single-mindedly devoted to her father.

This means that Si-yoon is doing a good job of fulfilling his role as a father.

“Okay, shall we go to Seol-ha next? Are you ready?”

“Yes, I’m ready.”

When Jae-young turned his gaze to the side and spoke to Seol-ha, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for her turn, she answered quite confidently. Just from the strength in her voice, you could tell that Seol-ha was quite confident today.

“Good answer? Then let’s get right into it. Should we start from where we left off last time?”

“yes!”

Squeak.

After Seol-ha heard those instructions and got up from her seat, Seol-ah followed her from inside, pushing open the heavy door and getting out.

The two people stood facing each other with their backs to the door,

match!

“Brother, fighting.”

“Go for it.”

They crossed their arms and switched places, heading towards their respective paths.

Seol-ha, who had entered like that, put the microphone in front of her mouth, put on the headset, and took a deep breath.

For a young boy who had never experienced his first love, it was quite difficult to come up with an answer to the question of what love was, but thanks to the help of his parents and younger sister, he was able to vaguely understand it.

Seol-ha’s answer was, ‘The person I want to give the thing I cherish the most to.’ That was the feeling called love.

With that in mind, Seol-ha looked at the microphone with a solemn expression, and a gentle MR dug into her ears.

At that moment, my eyes met with those of my younger sister who was seen through the glass window.

‘cheer up!’

Seol-ha tried to avoid eye contact to control her emotions, but she smiled and began to sing without realizing it when she heard her younger sister’s encouragement, as if she was shouting with her mouth shape while clenching her fists.

That day, Seol-ha was able to return home in a good mood after receiving endless compliments from Jae-young.