My brother's girlfriend is so cute, I thought she might as well be an idol.

But my mom knew about her before I did.

When my brother asked, "How did you know?"

Mom said, "I could tell by your face."

That was it.

A little while later, my brother brought her home.

She was a quiet girl.

I could tell she was nervous.

Mom made dinner.

It was all just my brother's favorite dishes lined up.

Every time she said, "This is delicious," my brother looked so happy.

On the way out, she said to Mom,

"Your son always talks about you."

"What does he say?"

"That your cooking is the best in the world."

Mom laughed.

When I asked my brother about it, he said, "I didn't say that."

"You totally did!"

"I didn't."

He said it again.

After she left, Mom kept laughing for a long time.

She looked delighted.

After dinner, my brother was washing the dishes in the kitchen.

Even though he never does.

When I asked why,