1983 Past Life Manga King

“Ttt, I came here to play…”

So grumbling, he went into the room.

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Guys from the country (1)

The next day we went to the Mitsuda Shoten Building located in downtown Tokyo. The editorial department of Weekly Shonen Hero is located on the 5th floor.

As you enter the editorial department, you will see a busy interior that will take your breath away.

The number of desks is large compared to the size of the office, yellow paper bags piled up on each desk, and the employees are frantically moving around.

A few tables are laid out beyond one partition, and you can see cartoonists and staff having a conversation with them spread out their manuscripts.

Since it is an analog era, various documents, manuscripts, and comic books made the inside of a comic book publishing house reminiscent of a garbage dump.

In the meantime, the large gravure beautiful girl bromide on the wall catches her attention.

The photos are a little off, but…, the woman is so…, it’s true. The body is perfect.

Seonhee looks at me like that.

“Great.”

When he coughs and turns his gaze again, on the other side, he sees an employee sleeping on the desk with his socks off. That moron…, hasn’t that person been home for about a week?

In the seat next to him, he is immersed in comic book samhaegyeong as if he were in a comics room.

what? Isn’t it working time? While doing this, he remembers the fact that this is a comic book publishing house and nods his head in agreement.

that would work too

anyway these people.

You do a good job in this kind of atmosphere. I sincerely respect you.

But in the meantime, someone is handing out A4 papers to people.

Then the person who received the paper is shocked.

“Ah, are the rankings out now?”

“Hurray. 3rd place again!”

“what? Why were you pushed out of the top ten?”

“Whew. I’m glad.”

People’s reactions are different.

Looking at the atmosphere, it seems that the results of the questionnaire have come out.

Haha, the weekly exam is the questionnaire.

At this time, there was no internet like when I lived, so the rankings will be based on postcards.

Judging by the facial expressions of some of the staff, some cartoonists may stop serializing sooner or later.

I glanced around and walked inside when someone came up to me.

“new man?”

“Yeah?”

“Didn’t you bring the manuscript?”

“no······.”

But then, someone comes to us with a briefcase and shouts.

“Oh, you are here.”

it’s jiro

“Ah yes.”

“Akagi-san’s guests?”

“Yeah.”

“Ah.”

Saying that, the staff who approached me went back.

“Follow me.”

Having said that, Jiro leads us to the end of one hallway, still holding the box.

“Would you mind waiting inside for a moment?”

“Yeah.”

As Seon-hee and I enter the door, he hurriedly walks back to the place where he was before, holding the box.

We entered the room and were seated next to each other at a large table.

Seonhee takes out a practice range from her bag as if bored.

I start sketching a building that looks like a publishing house. Then, right next door, he begins to paint the interior of the editorial department’s office.

I have only memories of being crazy, but this child is drawing every nook and cranny of the interior.

In the meantime, people are busily moving.

The ability to draw and remember that moment like a photograph.

It’s always surprising to see.

But then the door opens and two people come in.

It was a middle-aged man with Jiro.

When I get up from my seat and tap Seon-hee, the movement stops and gets up after me.

“Oh, Miss Sunny?”

A middle-aged man in his early 40s asked a question, so I bowed my head and greeted him.

“Good morning. I am Yunhwan Lee, and this is Sunhee Lee.”

“Ah yes. nice to meet you. The editor-in-chief is Shingo Sudo.”

He greeted me and Seon-hee and answered.

He takes a seat and sits across from him, and Jiro, who has come in, sits next to him as well. And soon after hearing a knock, the door opens and a neatly dressed woman comes in with coffee.

They put their coffee down in front of their respective seats, and as soon as they left, he opened his mouth.

“I heard from Akagi, but you are definitely fluent in Japanese.”

“I studied separately before.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“I am glad that you speak Japanese well.”

“Ah, Seon-hee can speak Japanese too.”

“Ok?”

Saying that, the editor turned to Jiro. However, she is blinded by the fact that even Jiro did not know. Hagi, it’s only natural that she’s just learned Japanese. Also, Seonhee has a heavy mouth.

Of course, it seems that it is possible to understand and read letters, but I do not know exactly what the pronunciation is.

“Did you have any inconvenience during your visit?”

“It was fine.”

“Since you’ve come all the time, stop by here and there and then go back. Japan is famous for its hot springs, so I will recommend a few places.”

“Thank you.”

We had conversations with the editor for a while, but we didn’t talk much about manga in particular. Perhaps he thought that the part about the manga was the authority of the editor in charge.

In fact, even Jiro had heard of this part beforehand.

Just because the editorial department looked like it, and to see the faces of direct employees was the main reason. Also, I’m going to visit Tokyo, Japan for a while.

Then the staff enters again with a knocking sound.

Seeing that, Jiro said.

“manager.”

“Oh sorry.”

“Why are you so late?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, editor-in-chief. that······.”

At that moment, the conference room door slammed open, and a heavy-bodied man in his mid-to-late 30s came in. Then I yelled at the editor-in-chief sitting across from me.

“You can do this? Are you the editor-in-chief?”

Then the young people run in together.

“Sir, this is difficult.”

“Leave this, what am I supposed to do if I throw it out like trash because it’s not popular?”

Two young people grabbed the middle-aged man, but it’s not easy to stop him because of his size.

The editor-in-chief, who looked at the scene without a word, stood up.

“Let me go.”

“Yeah? However.”

“It’s okay, so let me go.”

At that, the two men fall from the middle-aged man.

Then, a middle-aged man snorted her nose and approached the editor-in-chief. However, after the man enters the room, the smell of alcohol spreads everywhere.

Ugh, how much did you drink?

“Aren’t you doing too much? Still, he was one of the most popular writers here for a while, is it okay to treat him like this?”

The man yelled at the editor-in-chief.

Then the editor got up from his seat and looked at him and said quietly.

“Miura-sensei.”

“Why?”

“This is a cold world. Did you forget?”

He spoke quietly, but his pose was no joke. Because of that, the man called Miura is startled.

“Well, who doesn’t know that? But this is not too much.”

“Do you remember that Miura-sensei, too, came into the position where Arai-sensei had been pushed out a long time ago and started the serialization?”

“…that, hey.”

“It is no different now than it was then. And at that time, Mr. Arai accepted it. Now, Arai-sensei has been desperate since then, and she has come back and occupies the top spot in the magazine. Even if you are in your late 40s.”

“·················ogue.”

Suddenly, Miura began to look into the editor’s eyes.

She said, “Manga magazines have no choice but to be serialized strictly based on popularity. But if you can’t accept that, you’re just an amateur.”

“what? So you’re saying I’m an amateur?”

“That is what you are doing now.”

“·················ogue.”

“I know it’s hard to accept. However, we can’t help it either. The number of manga that can be published in magazines is limited, and there are many manga artists. Competition is bound to intensify.”

“·················ogue.”

Hearing those words, Miura stood there for a moment with a firm expression on her face. And then he looks towards us.

expression is bizarre

Perhaps the emergence of a new young competitor is uncomfortable.

At that time, a young man who seemed to be in charge approached Miura.

“Sleep, sir.”

Saying so, I lead him out of the meeting room.

The editor-in-chief, who watched the scene calmly, sat down again. Then he turns to look at me, sighs, and smiles bitterly.

“As you can see, it is a fierce world. This is the comics world.”

“i See.”

I nodded.

After spending a bit of a noisy time at the publishing house, I went out again.

“Where are you going?”

“Tokyo city.”

Seonhee nodded at my words.

I immediately caught a taxi.

“Please take a look around Tokyo city.”

“Ah, you must have come from abroad.”

“Yeah.”

It’s a bit far from the outside.

So I wandered around downtown Tokyo and found the place I wanted.

“Please stop over there.”

“Yeah.”

After getting out of the taxi, I looked up at the building in front of me.

A large theater sign hanging from the building.

Looking at the picture in it, I laughed in admiration.

“Wow, you’re going to see all of this in real time.”

Inside the huge signboard in front of you is a girl in blue, a small flying vehicle, and a huge insect.

It was the famous ‘Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind’.

As if I was moved, I looked up at the signboard, and Seon-hee, who was beside me, looked at me with a strange expression.

“Come in, shall we?”

Seonhee nodded her head at my words.

However, there are quite a few people lining up in front of the theater.

Even though Nausicaa wasn’t a huge hit, the fact that there are so many people in a procession is because the number of openings is low, or it’s because a lot of otakus gather today.

Anyway, with a relaxed mind, I went nearby, bought a hamburger, ate one with Seonhee, and waited in line.

And it wasn’t long before I was able to enter the theater.

However, unlike the outside, the inside of the theater looks a little sloppy.

From my point of view, who was used to multiplex theaters, it would be natural.

Still, it is undoubtedly a superior facility compared to present-day Korea.

However, even after eating one hamburger, Seon-hee is still feeling dissatisfied. I had no choice but to buy more snacks at the kiosk inside the theater, then went inside to check the seats and sat down.

Even though the movie hasn’t started yet, Seon-hee sits down and eats popcorn.

“Have you been to the theater often?”

“first.”

“What? It must have been something like a group tour at school.”

Actually, I asked because I saw a lot of students going to the Ururu Theater.

“No, I have never been there. because of money.”

“·················ogue.”

this guy’s snout.

But Seon-hee doesn’t seem to care, so she keeps looking at the advertisement screen and frowns, then glances at the popcorn in my hand.

You’ve already eaten it all.

“eat.”

When I put out my popcorn, the corner of my mouth rises slightly, then I take it and diligently throw it back into my mouth.

After a while, the screen goes dark and after the advertisement video, the cartoon movie starts soon.