1983 Past Life Manga King

“There will be a lot of stock left.”

The newcomers were ignoring other people’s burning speed, but they did not have the strength to get angry.

And in fact, hardly anyone was interested in this booth for nearly 30 minutes. Even those who came were shocked by the price of 2,000 yen and returned.

It was often

“Ahh! It’s too expensive!”

“what? 2,000 yen?”

“Uh-huh!”

Seeing the reactions of the people, Jiro took a deep breath.

Of course.

Because that’s a normal reaction.

What the hell, at such a ridiculous price…

Just when Jiro was plucking his hair like that again, people in bizarre outfits were flocking to their quiet booth.

If you look closely, you can see that they were people wearing zombie makeup.

However, in addition to the normal zombies, there was a makeup that Jiro was familiar with. These are the outfits of the low-level bosses that appear in Samsara.

“···········?”

However, they approached their booth, making a fuss, and immediately a man dressed as a zombie asked Jiro.

“Hey, I heard that Sunny is selling short stories here… Oh, this is it!”

Before Jiro could answer, he found the specimen and screamed.

Then other people in zombie costumes around them cheered.

“Really?”

“Can I take a look at this?”

“Ah yes. It’s a sample.”

I carefully unfolded Jiro’s answer.

“The title is Dark Princess.”

“Look at me too.”

“I just did it. how much is it?”

“Oh, that’s it. Two thousand…”

“Two thousand yen?”

“Ah yes.”

“Certainly a little expensive.”

“It’s expensive, I haven’t heard from them before. It’s a work that Sunny has only released at Comiket. It’s cheap when you think about it.”

“right. A guy who thinks it’s expensive has no conscience. Please give me one.”

“Me too.”

“I don’t have enough 800 yen, so please lend me a little.”

Suddenly, the booth went into a commotion.

Then the senior staff hurriedly ran and shouted at the people.

“Come on, I’m sorry, but please stand in line.”

“Can one person buy multiple copies?”

When someone asks a question out loud, the senior staff turns to Jiro. Jiro finally came to his senses and shook his head.

“Sorry. I will sell only one copy per person, as the cartoonist teacher created it for those who like it.”

“Ah, too.”

“Ah, those who couldn’t come here are going to sigh today.”

“Come on, get in line.”

The noisy people quickly started lining up.

At a glance, there are about 7-80 people.

These are the people who say they will buy even though they have announced the price.

There was hope that maybe half of it could be sold.

The thin book began to shrink so quickly.

Jiro looked around the crowd while a few staff members joined to help sell the book.

But something is strange.

The amount of books sold was certainly not small, but the number of people lining up doesn’t seem to have diminished yet.

No, instead of decreasing, it seemed to have increased.

“·················ogue.”

End

Eventually all 500 books were sold.

also in an instant.

People in line were asking if there were any more books, but there are no more. And since it was sold exclusively for Comiket from the beginning, the duration of the event was longer.

If so, how can I take more pictures, but that’s not the case.

Anyway, thanks to this, the booth of the boy hero, which had only been quiet, was overcrowded with people and attracted attention from other publishers.

Even the employees of Boy Jump and Boys Magazine looked around the booth of the Boy Heroes, wondering if they were curious about this atmosphere.

Some of them even asked the staff here for information about the ‘Dark Princess’, but they’re newbies, so they don’t know the details, so they only give answers to what they know.

As the busy and hectic event was coming to an end, people started to come to the Boy Hero’s booth.

They were the people of the circle who took part in the event. However, they approached the staff at the Boy Hero booth and held out the book they had brought.

“This is our doujinshi. I want to give it to the teacher, is it okay?”

“Yeah?”

“Our circle is a place made by Samsara fans, so the entire doujinshi is Samsara manga. I was wondering if you could pass this on to the teacher.”

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Then he looked around and found Jiro.

“Akagi-senpai! Come and have a look!”

“···········?”

As Jiro approached with her wistful expression on her face, her staff roughly explained the situation. Then Jiro, who understood the situation, spoke to the people who approached her.

“of course. I’m in charge, so I’ll be sure to deliver it.”

Saying that, I accepted the book the man had offered me.

“Thank you.”

“No, we should be grateful that we received this kind of attention from readers.”

But then the others also hurriedly presented the books they had brought.

“Then, ours too.”

“We too.”

Several people come forward and hand out each fanzine they have published.

As they said, most of them were parody cartoons of Samsara.

From the moment I saw the zombie cosplay, I thought that Samsara’s popularity was more than I expected, but I was surprised that so many fans made a fanzine related to Samsara.

I had no choice but to

Jiro said to them with a shocked face.

“I will definitely deliver it to writer Sunny.”

“Yeah. thank you.”

“Thank you.”

“Sunny writer, you also say that you enjoy watching cartoons.”

“Yeah. Absolutely.”

From high school students to college students to the general public, seeing doujinshi made by a diverse fan base makes me feel proud as a person in charge.

Some of them asked about Sunny’s curiosity, and they told me general questions as they knew it, but declined about personal details saying they were sorry.

As the noisy event was over and the booth was cleaned up, one of the newcomers approached Jiro with a slightly embarrassed expression.

“Go outside.”

“Why outside?”

“Once you see it for yourself.”

“···········?”

Jiro, with a puzzled expression, roughly finished tidying up and went out of the venue.

All of a sudden, the surroundings were getting dark, and a lot of people were scattered and everyone was going back.

What did you see here, that expression? As I was looking around, there was something that caught Jiro’s attention.

A square piece of paper that could be seen through the crowd of people on the go, a few people holding it.

Some people shout, “Look here!” with a slightly desperate expression.

Out of curiosity, I approached them and was surprised to see the writing on the paper.

[I live ‘Dark Princess’. I’ll give you 3,000 yen.][I’ll buy the Dark Princess for 4,000 yen.][Dark Princess, please sell it to me.]

Seeing this, Jiro was at a loss for words.

“·················ogue.”

***

“Are they all sold out in one day?”

– Yeah. Even though I accidentally set the price at 2,000 yen, it was sold out quickly.

“Two thousand yen?”

Even if you make a mistake, 2,000 yen is a bit harsh.

– Yeah. actually······.

I laughed when I heard the story of how I ended up selling it to Jiro for 2,000 yen.

No matter how much, the wrong price was attached due to the wrong sticker.

Still, it’s a decent price, but people bought it, so I thought that even today’s otaku are no joke.

– I was expecting 3 days with 500 books, but then I realized how nervous I was because it was just one day. To be honest, I thought 3 was impossible.

“A day? I thought it was three days.”

“Ah, you said three days as well. They weren’t wrong.”

Jiro’s reassuring sigh is heard over the phone.

But I was a little surprised.

Comiket lasted only one day.

I also visited Japanese Comiket a few times.

There was also the experience of going in the summer and going through a lot of hardship and buying a lot of various doujinshi and goods for three days.

The sales on the first, second, and third days are also different, to the point of losing your mind buying this and that.

Anyway, thanks to the experience of the three-day event, of course, I was only thinking that way. An acquaintance said it was a long time ago that it has been 3 days, so I am just now

I thought it would be similar, but I found out for the first time that Comiket in 1984 was only one day.

Anyway, I don’t know the details, but the comics of this era were not as commercial as they were when I was there. Most of the participating clubs did not aim to sell.

Literally, ‘dougin’, people with like-minded people gathered to produce doujinshi, and I know that the sale was satisfied with the minimum profit for publishing the next book.

The fact that 500 copies of an expensive book priced at 2,000 yen were sold in one day at such a Comiket far exceeded my expectations.

– There were also on-site opinions from readers about whether it would be possible to take an additional picture of the Dark Princess and sell it, but for the first time, the reasoning that that part goes against the will of Mr.

bowed down

“Yeah. Well done.”

The Dark Princess was not made for an official publication, but was made almost improvised at Seon-hee’s request.

Of course, I personally liked the story of the Dark Princess, and it was such an attractive short that I wanted to write a separate story when I had the chance.

Thanks to Seon-hee expressing more of the story than I thought, the character itself has come to life, and in the end, there will be changes in Samsara’s story.

will be.

– Through this Comiket, I realized how popular Samsara is.

“So do I.”

– Oh, and the sales of 100,000 additional reprints of Samsara are slowing down, so there will probably be no additional reprints.

“Still, 250,000 copies, that’s a lot.”

– Yeah. As soon as I make a decision, I’ll bring you a receipt the next time I go. And also Samsara Doujinshi.

“Yeah. I know.”

That’s what I’m looking forward to too.

Our manga is coming out as a Japanese doujinshi.

– Then, we will contact you again.

“Yeah.”

As soon as I hang up the phone, my family members look at me with curious eyes.

It was an unspoken pressure to explain in detail what had happened at Comiket.

When I explained in detail the story I had heard from Jiro, everyone cheered.

“Wow, how much is 2,000 yen in our money?”

When Somi Park asked excitedly, I answered.

“At the current exchange rate, it would be around 8,000 won.”

I was startled by my words.

“Eight thousand won? That thin book?”

“Yeah.”

“Japanese people are really rich.”

“no. It’s a lot of money for them too.”

“Still, Japanese people are rich.”

At that time, Silver, who was absorbed in the pen, opened his mouth.

“Right now, Korea’s per capita income is about $2,300, and Japan’s will be around $10,500.”

“Wow, Shimbong, do you know all that?”

“It’s nothing. It’s just a hobby. hobby.”

He answered bluntly as if it was nothing, and continued to focus on the painting.

However, Jeong Mi-ja, who was sitting next to him, gives Silver a strange look.

Feeling proud of something?

Glancing at Mija like that, Silver blushes slightly.

uh? What?

Maybe it’s my misunderstanding?

However, whether or not she knew the gaze of the two, Somi Park continued her words.