1983 Past Life Manga King

gulp.

It was the first time that he had entered a meeting of a team leader or higher, so Yajima swallowed her dry saliva with a nervous expression.

Seeing that frozen expression, the team leader, who is his direct supervisor, shuddered.

As Yajima glances at him, the team leader looks at him with a strange expression.

From the look on the team leader’s face, there was a feeling that the result was not bad.

Then the deputy editor spoke up.

“Yajima, have you decided who will be in charge of the drawing?”

“Yeah?”

“What, were you thinking about something else? Concentrate, focus. A guy with a short career.”

“Oh, sorry!”

Yajima hesitated for a moment, then hardened his expression and nodded his head.

“Over there, there is someone who has been thinking about it.”

“okay?”

The deputy editor nodded his head and spoke, then glanced at the editor-in-chief sitting in the center.

Then the editor opened his mouth this time.

“Then, let’s go ahead and do it on your own. Once we bring the 3 episodes of Name with the drawing, we’ll see it then and draw a conclusion.”

“Is it for three names?” ”

“okay. I will make a decision after seeing it.”

“Oh, thank you!”

Yajima bowed his head and said hello.

The deputy editor saw this and opened his mouth again.

“Then go out.”

“Yeah!”

After answering that, Yajima hurriedly said hello and left the conference room immediately.

After closing the door, Yajima took a deep breath.

She still has her heart pounding because of her tension.

She has quite a bit of editorial experience, but she’s not used to a position like that.

Then Jiro approached Yajima.

“How is it?”

At Jiro’s question, Yajima grinned and held out her thumb.

“Yeah, first of all, let’s look at the 3 pots of the name of the drawing and decide.”

“Wow, that’s good enough!”

“right.”

This is a good result.

In fact, it should be said that there are very few cases where the work of any new story writer is decided at once like this. However, to the person related to the writer of what Samsara

It’s the story I got.

In a way, it was like a parachute, but when I heard it, it seemed that Samsara was a recognized person.

From there, it was already judged that it was okay, and Jiro, Yajima, and the team leader were in a rough state.

To some extent it has been verified.

Anyway, thanks to that, the meeting was held, and the result was good.

Of course, if the other team leaders and the deputy editor had objected at the meeting, the serialization would not have been possible.

Even so, the story is definitely well drawn.

Now there is only one left.

“I think I have to leave now.”

“Where?”

“Artwork.”

“Ah.”

Yajima pauses as she puts things in her bag and then looks at Jiro.

“why?”

“Thank you. I will do my best this time.”

“Otherwise, my position will be difficult.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Is that so?”

“Absolutely.”

“okay. ok Then I will go.”

Saying that, Yajima hurriedly grabbed her bag and left her editorial department.

Then the door to the conference room opens and people pour out.

And when Jiro’s team leader saw Yajima leaving, she grinned. Then she slowly approached Jiro and opened her mouth.

“I would go to that friend.”

At that, Jiro put on a puzzled expression.

“Yeah? That friend?”

“uh. I was in charge of…, um. Let’s see.”

She says again that her fingers are roughly counting something in her.

“It’s been over six years already. It’s time.”

“Six years?”

“uh. A used rookie of 6 years.”

“·················ogue.”

End

A shout is heard from the back door of the restaurant in the narrow alley.

“Idiot, what if I confuse that? Hey, you just throw that trash away!”

The door swung open, and a young man dressed in a white restaurant waitress suit came out carrying a large stainless steel pot with food waste, and put his chin on the floor.

“Sheesh, does that bastard live for the taste that bothers me?”

He grumbled and pulled out a cigarette and asked. But then, suddenly, someone approaches and puts his hand in front of the man’s head.

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

Click.

Lighter lights up in front of you.

The young male employee looked away.

His eyes widened when he recognized the identity of the person reaching out to him.

“Hey, Jima-san?”

“My arm hurts. hurry.”

“Ah.”

soggy.

He lit a cigarette and immediately took the cigarette out of his mouth and opened his mouth.

“…here, for some reason.”

As he spoke with a bewildered expression, Yajima glanced around at such an employee.

“Mukai. I’ve gained a bit more weight than before. Let’s just live a little longer.”

At those words, the expression of a restaurant worker called Mukai wrinkled.

“Flesh is a horn. Are you here to make fun?”

“haha. surely.”

“By the way, you used to be Mukai-sensei, but now you’re just Mukai?”

“It’s natural because I’m not active these days.”

“I’m also an ungrateful yangban.”

“haha.”

Mukai frowned and looked at Yajima, who was smiling, took a deep breath and then collapsed to the floor.

Then she sits down next to him as well as Yajima.

“uh? Why are you here? Do you have anything to do?”

“Give me a cigarette, too.”

“what? Light a fire and ask for a cigarette? It is a complete scam.”

“Then give me what you’re asking for.”

As Yajima said so and tried to take the cigarette Mukai was holding, she pulled her body out and wrinkled the tip of her nose.

“Huh? Damn it.”

He grumbled like that, then he held out a pack of cigarettes and tapped it, and a dog popped out.

“Eat away!”

“thank you.”

Yajima pulls it out, puts it in his mouth, and lights a cigarette.

“what? Are you really not working these days?”

“The serialization of the teacher in charge is over.”

“Haha, is that so? Boy heroes seem to be doing well these days, but I guess that’s a different story.”

At Mukai’s words, Yajima looked back with a subdued expression.

“Still, you must have been watching a boy hero. haha. What do you think? Are there a lot of interesting cartoons? Is your taste samsara as well? Do you want to buy a book as well?”

“Collock! Cologne!”

“So was it.”