1983 Past Life Manga King

But my thoughts were a little different.

“You don’t have to finish it as it is. I think it is possible.”

At my words, both of them looked puzzled.

“What?”

“What are you talking about? You mean you don’t have to draw from scratch?”

“I think it would suffice to fix the back part.”

“Really?”

It may not be able to give a big impact, but it seemed that it could be made fun enough by modifying the story a little now.

The cartoon I’m drawing now is SF, and there are a lot of pretty cool machine drawings, and although the lines are pretty splendid, the story itself is definitely not interesting.

If only the last five pages of the situation were changed, it would be enough to give a lingering impression.

To be honest, thanks to watching a lot of sci-fi comics like this, I’m a bit familiar with the reversal of this genre. A little trick is enough.

Of course, the best way would be to write the story perfectly from the beginning, but I don’t have the time right now.

The material of the trick is important.

So I thought of one.

“Yongcheol hyung, what do you think of time travel?”

“Time travel? I like that a lot. I really enjoyed reading the time machine.”

I remember seeing that movie too. Of course, it’s just a remake.

“Anyway, how about using some of this time machine material on the back?”

“You mean putting that into this story?”

“uh. Let me tell you my thoughts first.”

Through the conversations of the remaining humans who appear for the first time, it can be seen that there were many sailors in the first place.

And due to a fight between people on the ship, there are now only a few people left, and in the current situation, it seems that the remaining people have finally reached the conclusion that they should have hope.

So, I put a time machine in the second half.

In the first place, people’s fights are also unclear, so you only need to add a few lines to the front of the story, such as a story that was caused by something important in the spaceship.

And that its identity is an object that transcends time and space, and that it is decisively activated and returned to its original form.

And if the small incident that caused it was stopped, it would have been a good ending.

Anyway, he wrapped up his thoughts in a plausible way and verbally unraveled them in front of the two of them.

Kang Yong-cheol, who had been silent for a while, looked back at Park Sang-sik, who was beside him. At that moment, Park Sang-sik smiled with a “how are you?”

“This is a completely different story with just that scene.”

“OK?”

“Are you okay? Does this sound like a good Japanese sci-fi manga? To be honest, I was kind of impressed.”

“Look, bro. Yunhwan is such a person.”

“You were so proud to meet you. It’s really great.”

Actually, it’s not great.

In the future, it’s just a mediocre story.

However, it’s just that I’m not used to this kind of story over time.

Of course, even in the same era, if it was Japan, it would not work.

“You, try to write a comic story like Babel II later. If it were you, you might be able to create something great.”

“Wow, Babel II is good.”

Park Sang-sik also pats his head with his arms crossed saying he agrees.

Babel II, great.

Babel II.

This manga was drawn by Japanese manga artist Mitsuteru Yokoyama in the early 1970s.

However, in Korea, there was a pirated version drawn by a Korean cartoonist that did not exist, and it was also a work that many Korean fans mistaken for a Korean cartoon at that time.

Of course, this was a very common time, so it hurts my mouth to say them all.

“As expected, Japanese manga is different from ours.”

“right.”

Still, they seem to be familiar with Japanese comics because they are people who work in the comics industry.

Anyway, even if Babel II is great, it’s just an old classic.

Nothing special to me, nothing more or less than just a good classic.

For reference, most of my favorite sci-fi works came out after 2000.

Anyway, I went straight into the continuity correction, whether I liked the content I dictated. In the meantime, Park Sang-sik started painting with some of his manuscripts.

He began to paint with black ink on the countless X marks drawn in the picture.

But then, something suddenly came to mind.

“I’m going home for a moment.”

Park Sang-sik asked with a puzzled expression at my words.

“What’s going on?”

“No, not like that.”

“okay. Okay.”

Park Sang-sik nodded his head and answered.

steel railroad.

“I have to go home if I have work.”

say

Whether it was Kang Yong-cheol’s studio or his house, I immediately left this place. Then he hurriedly walked towards the main road.

But then I bumped into someone.

A briefcase fell to the floor with the impact. The woman I bumped into…, no, I thought it was a woman because of her curly hair, but it’s a man.

Anyway, the paper came out of the envelope, but at first glance, it looks like a manga manuscript.

uh? Is this a cartoonist?(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

With that in mind, I picked up a briefcase and handed it to the man. I wanted to sneak a peek at the manuscript, but that’s not polite.

Anyway, the man who was handed the envelope greets me.

“Oh, thank you.”

Although it is a standard language, it is strangely mixed with the Gyeongsang dialect.

“What, but are you okay?”

“Yeah. It’s okay. But are you okay with that?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Ah, that’s good. then.”

Saying that, he walked as if he was in a hurry.

Looking back, I frowned a little.

I think I saw it somewhere, but I can’t quite remember.

Soon he shrugged his shoulders and hurried back to the roadside.

And soon his eyes widened. Then he glanced back in the direction the man was walking.

“Ah, that man!”

He suddenly remembered who he was.

*

When I went home after a while, as expected, Kyung-hee had come home from school.

Her mother looks at me and she asks with a surprised expression.

“Are you coming already? Huh? But why do you look like that?”

“Ah, that’s coming…”

“Are you coming?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“···········?”

“Who’s more Seon-hee?”

“I’ll be in the attic.”

In response to her mother’s answer, she hurried up to her attic.

Then I see Seon-hee sitting in the attic and writing something down. However, a white cat is sitting next to Seon-hee, crumbling and eating sweets.

“uh? this cat?”

At that, Seon-hee stopped joking and stroked the cat’s head.

“Seulgi. My friend.”

“Oh, is it?”

I thought she was a shy cat, but it seems she and Seonhee somehow became close.

Seon-hee is absorbed in painting again and strokes Baek Seol-gi.

He purrs to see if he’s in a good mood.

It spreads out as if it were your own bedroom.

Oops, I forgot because of the cat guy.

“It’s Seon-hee.”

“···········?”

“Would you like to come with me for a while?”

“where?”

“Ah, I’m a manga artist, but I’m short on staff right now.”

Actually, I was going to talk today after the exam. However, it would not be too late to take him to Yongcheol Kang’s studio, see how he reacts, and judge after that.

“If you are interested, I will help you with some work and experience.”

With those words, Seon-hee stopped the picture she was drawing and spoke briefly.

“Shall we go.”

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“·······Oh, yes.”

Seon-hee’s eyes twinkle and glow fiercely. It’s a look you would never normally see.

He jumped up from his seat and started packing his bag.

Seeing Seon-hee like that, I suddenly got up from my seat and went down the attic.

As Seon-hee and I come out of the attic, Kyung-hee, who was reading a novel in the room, twinkles her eyes.

“Where?”

Why is he looking so burdensome?

“I’m going to go to the studio of an acquaintance.”

“With Seon-hee?”

“uh. Let me help you with the studio work and give you a tour.”

He jumps up at my answer and clings to me.

“Can’t I go too? I am bored.”

“I’m not going to play.”

“I’m just going to stay still.”

At that, the mother who was in the kitchen came out.

“Where else are you going? Let’s go together when we go to the market in a little while. Help me prepare kimchi today.”

“okay. You help mom at her house.”

“Shit.”

She pouted her snout, but she or she took Seon-hee and left the house.

Then, as soon as I got out, I went to the main road and immediately caught a taxi.

I open the door to take a taxi, but the cat quickly gets in first as soon as it follows me.

“uh?”

For a moment, I saw the taxi driver’s eyes. But, as if he didn’t feel anything, he was still waiting for us.

Reluctantly, the cat hurriedly climbs onto Seon-hee’s lap, takes a seat, and curls up.

Then Seon-hee naturally stroked the boy’s hair.

When I told my destination, the taxi left immediately.

Then, suddenly, Seon-hee opened her mouth.

“Why a taxi?”

There was no reaction when riding, but only after riding it, he asked with an expressionless face.

“To save time.”

“Taxi is expensive.”

“OK. to this extent.”

“I’m not okay. Expensive.”

mumble alone

When I look at it like this, I feel like I have a strong hikikomori feeling.

Still, she’s her brother, so I’ll have to understand her brother.

But again, Seon-hee asked.

“What do I need to help?”

“It’s just something. Because you seem to like cartoons. And if you help me, I’ll give you some pocket money.”

“how much?”

“How much?”

“2,300 won”

“2,300 won? It’s pretty specific. What do you need?”

“A blank paper practice pad, a ballpoint pen, and…”

“Oh yeah. okay. Well, if you need something, I’ll buy it.”

Saying that, he pulled out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a ten-thousand-won sheet.

“Is this okay?”

Then he closes his big eyes and doesn’t take his eyes off the money I gave out. And say something short.

“many.”

“okay?”

I tried to put the money I had held out back into my wallet.

But Seon-hee’s quick hand grabs my wrist.

“···········?”

“Because I took it out.”