Mu-Cheok opened the door and entered. A video production crew followed behind him.

“How can I act naturally in front of the camera with this many people here?”

“Eh, you can. These people won’t be in the video anyways.” Mu-Cheok decisively responded.

A makeup artist had touched up Ji-Cheok’s hair and his clothes, but Mu-Cheok didn’t seem to be a fan of what she was doing because he then sent her away.

Mu-Cheok looked at Ji-Cheok for quite some time, tilting his head from side to side. Suddenly, he rolled up his sleeves and got down to business. He removed Ji-Cheok’s makeup and ruffled up his hair a little, then he brought out the pajamas that Ji-Cheok usually wore to bed.

In the mirror, Ji-Cheok looked like a young man who had just woken up and had yet to get out of bed.

“This makes you look way more natural,” Mu-Cheok said.

‘Does it? Wouldn’t it be better to just leave this to an expert? At most, my brother is a fan…’

Could a fan be a better outfit coordinator than a professional? Ji-Cheok snuck a glance to see the reactions of the others around him.

Ring-

[The cameraman thinks that this look of you is better because it isn’t excessive.]

[You have received 1 Like.]

‘So… fans can be better outfit coordinators than professionals.’

“Alright, Hyung. Let’s get started with formally opening the tribute gifts first, and then the Silver Button revealing ceremony,” Mu-Cheok explained.

Both he and Ji-Cheok...