1983 Past Life Manga King

“What, wait until tomorrow? You can’t do it right now.”

Park Sang-sik’s expression brightens at my words.

“Is that so?”

“okay.”

Having said that, he immediately smiled and looked at Park Sang-sik. Because I remember what happened yesterday.

“Why?”

“Yesterday, you said you met my sister?”

Park Sang-sik is startled by my words. Then he asked me cautiously with a bare face.

“Hey……, is my sister talking about me?”

“uh.”

“What do you say?”

“·······What the hell, I didn’t know what he said. My sister didn’t even know my brother’s name.”

Park Sang-sik smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

“like that.”

Ouch, poor human.

“By the way, did you eat lunch?”

“no.”

“Then, I’ll make you something delicious, so let’s go to my room.”

“Okay.”

“Okay, then come quickly.”

He seems to be trying to hide his embarrassment, so he hurriedly leaves the house.

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I kicked my tongue out of the house and went downstairs slowly. However, as the owner aunt rushed up, she ran into me.

“Ah, are you Yunhwan?”

Saying that, he smiled, slipped away from me, and hurriedly ran up the stairs, hiding something behind his back.

The smell that rubs the tip of your nose.

it’s hotteok

Perhaps he is doing that because he is afraid that if he finds out, he will be taken away.

Are you there for fear that someone might steal it?

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Refrain from straws (1)

I shrugged my shoulders and went straight downstairs to Park Sang-sik’s room.

But why is Park Sang-sik not visible?

They told me they would give me something delicious, so maybe I went to a nearby market.

“If nothing else, ramen is fine.”

What do you pay attention to every time you come?

Of course, it’s not that I’m not ignorant of that feeling, but it doesn’t change that I care.

However, there is a table in the middle of the room, and there is a notebook on it.

After receiving an offer for a sequel from cartoonist Kang Hyung-seok, I didn’t really get involved in the story of the new work. He was doing it as much as possible to remind him of the story himself.

Of course, in the case of the Gomtangi series, all the stories are in my head, but I did not intend to bring them out in random order.

I was going to focus as much as possible on the story that Park Sang-sik recalled.

To be honest, I think it’s not that I don’t want to make money by extracting the original story from the original story, but it was because I thought I might eventually destroy myself.

As a fan, it would be funny if I said the least amount of consideration for the original. Well, anyway, it’s for myself in the end.

Anyway, what did Park Sang-sik gain from yesterday’s conversation with me?

He looked at the notes with curiosity.

Although only the overall outline is roughly captured, it is similar to the content in memory.

Of course, compared to the contents of the comic book, it is lax and the conclusion is slightly different, but what? If this is the case, it seems that the story of the original can be sufficiently expressed with just a few modifications.

Then you hear the door open.

The rustling sound seems to have bought something.

The door opened, and Park Sang-sik showed his face.

“I bought fish. I will cook you a stew.”

After saying that, he saw me looking at his notebook and widened his eyes.

“Did you see that?”

“uh.”

He asked my answer with a slightly anticipatory look.

“What do you think?”

“Well, this alone can’t tell.”

“Is that so?”

Saying that, he smiled awkwardly, and then started rattling in the kitchen right away.

I would have put a lot of effort into making it.

I would have liked to hear a little hopeful story from me, but as it is now, it’s just a story with no content.

After a while, while having lunch with Park Sang-sik, a discussion about the new story he had made began.

He was certainly a man of great qualities as a storyteller.

Although his meticulousness was lacking, his talent for creating new situations was quite outstanding. And he had a lot of concentration to immerse himself in the story he had created.

He had such a talent, so he must have made a jackpot in the end even in such a poor situation.

I just accepted him and picked up the parts he missed in his story and threw them in one word at a time.

“No, the story won’t end if it goes on like that. And with the character of the building owner’s son, would he be able to endure such a thing?(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Oh, I see. I forgot him. There’s no way such an idiot can stand still. So how are you going to disturb me?”

For a moment he is in trouble.

Of course I know it well. But I just kept watching him quietly.

In any case, it will not be easy for him to solve such a problem at once.

After thinking for a long time, he messed up his hair a few times and then bowed his head. Then he returned to his tired face and smiled awkwardly at me.

“This is not easy.”

“Yeah, what.”

“Still, thanks to your help, the story progressed more than I expected. Besides, I found the problem quickly because it picked up awkward situations like a knife. You are definitely talented.”

“Your brother makes up the whole story.”

“Ah, that’s right, it’s a floating cloud. Because of you, the story comes to life.”

In retrospect, it is a story that he almost made up, but it is natural to feel that my role is big now.

Anyway, for now, I was only thinking of supporting the original while respecting the original as much as possible. If I’m just ahead of myself and help a development that is far from the original, I don’t know what the outcome will be, and I don’t even want to take that risk.

Anyway, he began to reorganize the story by meticulously writing down the story he had talked with me from the beginning. I looked at him and checked his watch.

what? Has so much time passed?

It’s almost evening time.

I thought, Park Sang-sik was overly immersed in this, but I guess I was also influenced by this yangban.

I got up.

“Let’s do it today. It seems like a lot of time has passed.”

He looked at the time and was surprised.

“uh? Has this much time already passed? Would you like to buy some snacks?”

“No, Mom must be back. She should go home and eat.”

“Is that so?”

He put on a sad expression.

It seems that he still wants to work with me a little more.

“Then go.”

“Okay then, see you tomorrow. You did a good job today.”

“uh.”

I left Park Sang-sik’s room and went outside without going upstairs.

It was to buy snacks for the twins.

Then I found the nearest hotteok stall. Then I remember the smell of hotteok from the owner during the day.

yes, i decided on you

“How much is hotteok?”

“Three hundred won.”

“Two hundred won, please.”

I put six hotteok in an envelope made of folded newspaper and enter through the front door of the house. And when I go up the stairs, if this is a relationship, maybe it’s a relationship, or the aunt, the owner of the house, came down and met me again.

The owner’s eyes met me.

I said hello in a quiet voice.

“Good morning.”

“Uh, yes, yes.”

I pointed her hotteok bag near her and passed by.

“·················ogue.”

Even as I go up the stairs, I can feel the gaze of the woman looking at me. You can almost tell what expression she is making. But with it or not, I was just walking to our room.

As soon as you open the door, your mother welcomes you in the kitchen.

“Son, come early.”

When she saw Kyung-hee, who was preparing food with her mother in the kitchen, held in her hand, she was surprised.

“uh? What is that?”

“Hotteok.”

“Wow, really?”

Then, I quickly take the hotteok bag in my hand.

“Wow, six? Can I eat one?”

“Mom and I only need one, so eat two each.”

“Aww, awake!”

After saying that, he left the two hotteok on the plate and went into the next room.

“Hey, Seonhee. it’s your favorite hotteok My brother bought it.”

As usual, Seon-hee seems to be cleaning the room.

“Hotteok?”

“okay. two each. Looks like we’re finally entering the middle class now. I don’t know why I’m so lucky to eat these days. Ho ho ho.”

Saying so, a strange laugh is heard.

“Anyway, really.”

After hearing Kyung-hee’s voice, her mother puts on an absurd expression. She then looks at me and she says:

“Because you write. Why are you buying this?”

“Mom, this.”

I offered 7 million won.

Her mother’s eyes widened when she saw it.

“Hey, what is this?”

“money.”

“No, not that. Where the hell is this money? Maybe at the junkyard?”

“It has nothing to do with the junk dealer.”

“Then what the hell…?”

It’s a look of concern for something. A look on his face as if he was wondering if I was doing something bad.

There is no need to make excuses in this situation. It just makes things more complicated.

“I’m writing a story with my brother who lives downstairs. So that’s the money I got.”

“Soo, Sto…? What is it?”

“Now, common sense is that if hyung writes stories to cartoonists and sells them, it’s money he got from helping them.”

“Common sense? Who is it?”

“The older brother who lives downstairs.”

“You mean the bachelor who lives in the entrance room?”

“uh.”

“Then, you and the bachelor and Sto… are you doing something like that together?”

It’s not an easy look to understand.

“uh. And I know what your mom is worried about. I’m not stupid, you’ll find out later, so don’t worry too much.”

At those words, her mother blushed slightly as if she was embarrassed by herself.

“Yeah, so who cares?”

Saying so, she looks down at the 70,000 won in her own hands.

“By the way, can I really take this? It is the money you earned through hard work.”

“What kind of hardship and how hard it has been because of me, it’s like this.”

Maybe it’s because of me, because of the word her, for a moment, her mother’s eyes tremble.

He is too weak for her son.

I hurriedly said, startled by the water in her mother’s eyes.

“And I have a request.”

Because of that, her mother inhales and swallows her nose. Then she quickly wiped away her tears and asked me.

“Request?”

“Send the twins to high school. Because I will be responsible for the tuition somehow.”

“How are you going to take responsibility for it? Nonsense.”

“Do you believe in your son?”

“…you call that a horse? Of course I believe.”

“Then why don’t you leave this task to me?”

“······nevertheless.”

“Just believe it.”

“·················ogue.”

For a moment, her mother can’t keep up with her words.

She seems to have been quite shocked.