1983 Past Life Manga King

“Gonjajang, I’m here.”

Saying that, he approached me and put it down in front of Seon-hee.

A small amount of liver jjajang.

As the luster drips from the fried egg on top, saliva is swallowed by itself.

“I added a lot of meat in particular. If it’s not enough, I’ll tell you more, okay?”

“thank you.”

Having said that, he picked up the chopsticks.

Then he picked up the fried egg with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

I trembled slightly at the taste of the yolk bursting in my mouth.

Taste the taste for a while and then immediately stir in the soy sauce.

The corners of the mouth rise slightly as the ears are delighted with the sound of rubbing.

After rubbing it like that, while trying to put the noodles in my mouth, the chopsticks stopped in mid-air for a moment.

“···········?”

Suddenly, he saw something in the ganjjajang in front of him.

He looked down at it for a moment, then immediately shrugged and shoved the noodles straight into his mouth.

Then it stopped again.

“···································································!

Suddenly, something touched Seon-hee’s head.

Without even having to pay attention to the jjajang in his mouth, he immediately started drawing on the practice field.

From the strange shape of ganjjajang and noodles in front of him, he recalled the topography of the world he wanted to create.

Ridges of meat and vegetables and fields of cotton.

Surprisingly, the image of the hellish terrain of Limbo, which should have only been imagined, unfolded inside the vessel.

With the noodles in her mouth, Seon-hee started to draw it with a pencil in haste, grimacing.

The pencil Seon-hee is holding runs over the practice range at a faster speed than usual.

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A new look is drawn on the next page.

After completing a few pictures like that, I start eating noodles again.

Whoops whoops

Even as the noodles went into her mouth, Seon-hee’s eyes were focused only on the inside of the bowl.

It is aiming for when the desired shape comes out.

And the hand stopped again.

A better shape appeared.

Again, Seon-hee’s pencil moves quickly and sketches.

fun.

fun.

exciting.

Until now, I had been using photos only as a background for comics, but I was able to find a new feeling that it is so much fun to see something completely unexpected and come up with something new.

He also realized for the first time that the background he wanted could exist in anything.

‘I was good at eating soy sauce.’

It was at that time that I repeated eating and drawing with such thoughts.

Someone suddenly throws away the notebook that Seon-hee had been drawing with her pencil for a long time.

Seon-hee’s pencil, which was moving in an empty spot, stopped moving.

“···········?”

Seonhee flinches and slowly raises her head.

The figure of the person in front of her herself comes into her eyes.

For the first time, I see a 20-year-old man with short hair and a harsh impression.

He looked at Seon-hee’s notebook and made a funny expression.

But then, two men who appear to be his companions giggle at him.

“Hey, why are you taking the kid?”

“Hey, you bad bastard.”

“Who is taking it? I’ll see you for a moment.”

Saying that, he smiled and tilted his head.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“what? What the hell are you drawing? Have you ever been drawing jjajangmyeon? It’s the first time I’ve seen a kid who draws like live, live.”

He frowned and turned his gaze to Seon-hee.

“Wipe even the jjajang on your lips.”

Saying so, he stutters.

They were the only customers in the restaurant.

When the restaurant owner saw the scene, he carefully intervened.

“Here, bachelor. Can’t you just give it back?”

“Who is stealing? I’m just going to have a look.”

“·················ogue.”

Auntie Flickers And She Can’t Talk Anymore

However, Seon-hee just stares at the man without any expression.

Then the man’s expression darkened slightly.

“Why? You want it back?”

At that, Seon-hee nodded her head.

But when the girl just stared at her without saying a word, her playfulness started.

“‘Give it back, brother.’ Say something like this.”

Saying so, he giggles.

“·················ogue.”

“Then I will politely return it.”

“·················ogue.”

But when she still doesn’t say anything, she frowns.

Then you hear the door of the restaurant open.

Yet the man did not care and still said the same thing.

“Give it back, brother. If you just say this, you will get it right back.”

But, to his surprise, the answer he wanted came from behind.

“Give it back, brother.”

A voice that sounds kind of creepy.

The man’s expression contorted.

“What kind of bastard….”

Saying that, he quickly turned his head to look at him, and there were two men staring at him.

One is a handsome and nimble-looking man, and the other is… a large man with an unusual force at first glance.

For a moment, I feel like I am speechless.

When I looked at my friends, I focused my eyes on this side, and I was inhaling only the jjajangmyeon.

“·················ogue.”

“Give it back, brother. okay? Will you return it now?”

A handsome man smirks and the man next to him is staring at him with bloody eyes.

gulp

He swallowed one dry saliva and looked at them.

Upon realizing that the tall man was looking at the notebook he was holding, he hurriedly placed the notebook carefully on the table.

The light from the man’s eyes choked his throat, so he couldn’t open his chi at all. He hurriedly backed away, went to the seat of his comrades, and quietly

sat down Then he started eating jajangmyeon after eating.

“Is Seon-hee a ganjajang again? Doesn’t fried rice taste better?”

“I like soy sauce.”

“Yes, yes. He looks just like Ji-hyung, so he’s stubborn.”

Saying that, Daebong Lee sits down in front of Seonhee with a smile on his face.

Then Silver sat down next to him.

“I’m fried rice, are you going to eat fried rice too?”

“Jjamppong.”

“Ah, but rather than champon…”

“Jjamppong.”

“Eh, okay. Auntie, here is one fried rice and one jjamppong!”

However, Silver’s gaze goes straight to the table where the three are gathered.

One in three men hiccups.

Silver still keeps looking at them.

The three men, unable to overcome Silver’s gaze, hurriedly got up from their seats, paid her aunt for her money and left the restaurant.

“you are······. What do you do with those bloody eyes? People are afraid.”

“I was just looking.”

“That’s terrifying. that.”

Saying so, Daebong Lee shook his head.

In the midst of that, Seon-hee is again busy eating ganjjajang and drawing pictures.

“Hey, because I really only know thin pictures.”

Lee Dae-bong, who was talking with his tongue biting his tongue, quickly smiled.

***

Two men, each carrying a large box, whimpered into the Boy Hero editorial department.

Then I asked the first employee I bumped into.

“Hey, where is the person in charge of Samsara?”

“It’s over there, where are you from?”

“Ah yes. We are Big Hero editorial staff. I was ordered to bring this box to the editor in charge of Samsara.”

At that time, when Jiro entered the editorial department, the employee who had been teaching him a seat waved his hand and called.