1983 Past Life Manga King

The boy looked at the man with a blank expression on his face. Then he found a woman standing behind him.

A face like a young girl.

Then I realized that she was the famous cartoonist Sunny.

In reality, it is much prettier than it looks in the photo.

As I was thinking about it, the man in front of me said with a smirk.

“Can I see you now?”

“Ah yes.”

The boy held out the notebook again with a bewildered expression.

* * *

He took the note and glanced at the child in front of him.

Then he opened the notebook again.

As soon as I saw the picture, I couldn’t help but smile.

A sick picture, an absurd development.

A series of absurd gags.

Also.

As I walked in, I thought it was strangely familiar.

It was Kyosuke Usta, the author of ‘You’re Cool Masaru’, which started serialization in Girls’ Jump in 1995.

Maybe he knows he’ll make his debut sometime next year.

But to meet you here.

How old are you now?

Were you in high school?

Even Usta Kyosuke knows that his real name is not.

the boy asked abruptly.

“Is it weird?”

“uh. Strange.”

“·················ogue.”

But it’s not terribly disappointing.

It just feels a little bit sad.

“Still, this feeling is not bad. Keep trying.”

The boy’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Really?”

“uh. And um.”

While I was thinking of something more to say, Seon-hee, who was sticking her head out behind me, suddenly said something.

“The picture is strange.”

he’s real

Seeing Seon-hee suddenly sprinkling ashes, she made an absurd expression on her face.

Still, because he spoke in Korean, the boy just made a bewildered expression.

Relieved, I hurriedly returned the painting to the boy, patted his shoulder and said.

“Don’t go anywhere else, just keep trying here.”

“······Ah yes.”

The boy scratched his head and answered, and he turned right away and left the editorial unit.

Then the employee who was next to the boy hurriedly followed the boy.

“Hey, wait! wait!”

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Just as I was watching the two of them leave, Yajima approached me. And she greeted me lightly, and she asked in a straight voice in a low voice.

“Did that cartoon really look good in your eyes?”

It’s funny how he rolls his eyes around as if he were a spy.

I said.

“Did you see it?”

“It’s not like that, but that friend who just left is our team.”

“Ah.”

“The situation is a bit bad because the author who was in charge of that guy stopped serializing a while ago.”

He nodded his head, thinking he understood.

Then Jiro approached and stopped Yajima and said,

“Elder. What are you doing?”

“Well, you’re doing this because you want to hear Tengen-sensei’s opinion.”

At those words, Jiro sighed with a puzzled expression and looked back at me.

“You can ignore it.”

“I have talent. whopping.”

Anyway, Yajima was surprised by my words. And soon his expression brightened.

“Because Tengen-sensei said it, somehow I believe it. It was difficult to find a good rookie these days.”

Well, I can’t guarantee the sincerity.

Even while he was thinking like that, Yajima continued to speak.

“I have to tell Okuno to hold onto him unconditionally. Oh, and next time if you can afford it…”

“Elder.”

“Oh sorry.”

Yajima smiled and scratched the back of her head, then backed away.

Then the editor-in-chief and deputy editor approached.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

The two greeted us and said,

“It’s been a long time. Tengen-sensei.”

“Yeah. Good morning.”

Seon-hee, who was beside her, nodded her head.

The staff, who seemed like a newcomer, looked at Seon-hee with curiosity.

At that time, middle-aged men in suits rushed into the editing room.

The staff who saw them greeted them and retreated around them.

Someone told me, here are the executives.

As soon as they see us, they greet us with a friendly expression.

And among them, President Hiroyuki appeared.

“Teacher, please come.”

*

The hotel’s restaurant.

Sitting by the window overlooking the night view of Tokyo, I was immersed in my thoughts.

During the day, an event was held in the annex of Mitsuda Shoten.

From receiving a plaque commemorating the achievement of 3 million copies, quite a few famous people in the manga world had gathered.

Some famous cartoonists from Boy Jump and Boys Magazine also came.

Of course, a boy hero is natural.

Same goes for Kido and Nishida.

Well, I thought it was a chance, so I got their autographs.

It’s because of the temperament of a devotee that I didn’t even know I had.

I wondered if it was fun to see myself like that, and the cartoonists willingly signed autographs.

Of course, with a simple picture.

When I get home, I have to make it into a frame.

Anyway, I met representatives of various companies who are interested in our work these days.

Plastic models, stationery, and even people from the anime industry.

Thanks to you, I got a lot of business cards by accident.

However, it was Seon-hee who received the most attention at this event.

People who call themselves fans flocked to Seon-hee to get autographs, so an autograph session was held here as well.

There were no people who asked for my autograph except for the cartoonists who signed it.

Well, I don’t think it’s necessarily envious.

Cole.

After such a hectic day, he is resting here.

Fortunately, the guests here don’t seem to be interested in us.

So I looked around the restaurant and turned my gaze to the seat opposite.

Seon-hee is slurping orange juice with a straw and scribbling pictures.

In the midst of this, she looked at Seon-hee, who was immersed in the painting, and shook her head.

I said to Seon-hee, clasping her chin with one of her hands.

“At a time like this, take it easy. Are not you tired?”

“Are not you tired.”

She answered without raising her head.

When she looked at that guy, she smiled.

Seriously, this isn’t Seon-hee.

I wanted to see what Seonhee wanted to draw, and it was a continuity.

“The manuscript has not been pushed. You can go home and do the continuity.”

“You are busy these days. I think I need to prepare for a new one.”

“······· Am I new?”

Seonhee stopped at those words and raised her head. And he looked at me with curious eyes.

“no?”

“Oh, what. You must prepare.”

But right now, there is no story in mind.

To be honest, I doubt there will be a chance to do a next project.

But Seonhee frowns when she sees me like that.

And then he immediately shook his head.

“Why?”

“Where are you going?”

flinch.

“Where am I going?”

I wish I didn’t go too.

Anyway, after hearing my words, Seon-hee became relieved and concentrated on painting again.

After that day.

I am also thinking that nothing has happened, so I am just lucky.

Well, my memory is getting clearer, so it’s not that I don’t care at all.

By the way, since when?

I started thinking that I don’t want to go back.

At first, I think I definitely wanted to go back every day.

Now I’m worried that I’ll suddenly go back to the days I lived in.

That’s why Jung is so scary.

That was then.

“It is a coincidence. meet you here.”

Someone said it was Izumi.

Seon-hee glances at Izumi once, and then draws again.

Izumi, who frowned at Seonhee’s reaction, looked at me again.

“Isn’t it polite to say hello?”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Get down on your knees to receive me.”

“Yeah?”

“What. I heard they say it like this in Korea.”

“Ah.”

As she nodded her head, she tried to sit down next to Seon-hee. Then, she took the two chairs and prevented Seon-hee from sitting.

Then Izumi, unable to sit on her chair, got up again.

Izumi, who had stared at Seonhee for a moment with her frown, came towards me and said,

“Then I’ll sit next to you.”

Then Seon-hee hurriedly reached out her hand and grabbed her Izumi’s arm.

“Ouch!”

As Izumi is dragged to Seon-hee’s side, she screams. And she forcibly sat down next to Seon-hee.

Izumi screamed.

“It hurts!”

“·················ogue.”

But Seonhee started painting again without saying a word.

Izumi, looking at Seonhee like that, frowned.

“Really, oh my…”

As I was about to say something more, I noticed that the eyes of the people around me were focused on this side, and I coughed in vain.

Then she looked at me again and she said quietly.

“Her sister is going through it. Her other brother is friendly.”

“Even though they are twins, they have completely different personalities.”

“It seems so. I like the character of the other brother more.”

“I don’t like it either.”

As Seon-hee mumbled in Korean, Izumi frowned again.

“What did you just say? Didn’t you curse at me?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Then what did you say?”