1983 Past Life Manga King

“Is that where my story goes?”

“It may or may not.”

“I do not care!”

“Well. I don’t have much time. do you wanna do it? I will teach you some parts.”

Kyung Hee clenched her hands tightly, showing her enthusiasm.

“Huh. Leave it to me.”

***

weekday afternoon.

Girls’ high school dismissal time.

The surroundings are noisy with high school girls chatting as they leave the school gate.

“Did you see Song Top Ten yesterday? The number one change.”

At that, another girl clapped her hands and shook her head.

“It was a challenge to win 1st place for 4 weeks in a row at the Party of Tears, but it was a waste. I was disappointed when I saw it.”

“It was shocking that Yongpil oppa lost the first place. 5 weeks 1st place was basic.”

“I liked the number one song. It’s been on the radio a lot these days.”

“But the singer who sang it. Seonhee, I have the same name as you.”

Seon-hee, who had been walking silently at the girl’s words, turned around.

“···········?”

As if they already knew Seon-hee’s reaction, the girls continued the story again.

“It was the subject of the riverside song festival in the summer.”

“It wasn’t a duet with a man back then, was it? Act 4, chapter 5?”

“He sang very well. Really.”

“By the way, today…, why are you both doing this?”

The three friends looked at Seon-hee and Kyung-hee alternately and said,

Seon-hee usually doesn’t talk much, so even so, today’s Kyung-hee was really strange.

Still, Seon-hee and Kyung-hee are twins, and their hairstyles are similar, so it is difficult to tell them apart.

Thankfully, Kyunghee and Seonhee had completely different behaviors and tones, so it was usually easy to tell them apart, but today neither of them speaks, so it was confusing who was who.

By the way, Seon-hee responds when she speaks as usual, but Kyung-hee doesn’t respond at all, so it’s weird.

“Hey, it’s Kyunghee!”

When the girl with glasses next to her slaps her, she turns around just then.

“Why?”

“Are you weird today? What’s going on?”

“no. I just have something to think about.”

“What do you think?”

“Just…, huh?”

Kyunghee, who was about to say something, suddenly stopped and stood.

“What is it?”

“·················ogue.”

All the friends I was walking with stopped.

Seon-hee knew it too late, and she stopped and looked back at Kyung-hee. Then, her gaze went in the direction Kyunghee was looking.

It is a boys’ high school on the way to the bus stop.

Then, after stopping for a moment, Kyung-hee, who was looking at him, suddenly enters the high school.

At that time, male high school students who were leaving school in a crowd are startled and open the way. Some boys even whistle while looking at Kyunghee.

Seeing this, the girls were startled and shouted.

“Hey, Kyunghee! Why are you in there!”

“Why is he like that all of a sudden?”

“Seon-hee, you should dry up a little.”

Then Seon-hee looked at him for a moment, and soon she followed Kyung-hee into the school.

When the two girls suddenly entered the school, the boys’ eyes were all at once.

Except for the usual teachers, the place is like a forbidden area, so the eyes naturally gathered.

Because of that, the three friends only screamed, saying they did not know what to do with their feet.

“Hey, Seon-hee! Kyunghee!”

“They must be really crazy! How about this?”

“What about us? Shall I follow you?”

“Are you crazy too? How do you get in there?”

“Ah really.”

In the meantime, Kyung-hee, who entered first, keeps her eyes fixed on somewhere and walks, then stops immediately.

The playground of boys’ high school.

There, the soccer club members’ practice game was in full swing.

Seon-hee also immediately approaches her and looks at the same place.

“·················ogue.”

Seeing the boys in sportswear running around the playground, generating a lot of dust, Kyung-hee fell into thought.

There is a strange expectation that the clue to the part where her brother said she was lacking will be solved here.

She was well aware that she had been building a wall with sports comics so far, so even though she was writing a short story, there were quite a few scenes that she couldn’t relate to.

She also believes that she has read quite a few novels, so she knows how important a story is to the reader’s empathy.

So I thought about it all day today, but to no avail.

In the meantime, when I saw the soccer team at a nearby boys’ high school, I had a feeling that something would come to mind.

However, as Kyung Hee watched the soccer team game without saying a word for a long time, a change began to take place on the playground.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

The soccer club members running around the playground were conscious of the two girls.

“Billion! what! It’s a girl!”

“Really. What? Why are you watching our game?”

“what? Is there a guy in our club who gets the attention of girls like that?!”

“Oh! You just saw me!”

“What! You just made eye contact with me.”

“Did these go around in groups?”

“Oooh! Suddenly power surges! I’m Mangi!”

“Why are you looking for Lee Man-gi at the soccer field?”

“I am Junhee Lee!”

“Crazy guys! Is this a sandbox?!”

One guy intercepted the ball and ran like crazy.

“I will score the winning goal. The flat-footed striker is out!”

“noisy! The ball is mine!”

The boys on the playground ran madly at the ball in madness.

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wow!

The practice game was getting fiercer because of the soccer team members who rushed towards the ball like a swarm of flies in the trash.

“Big!”

“Ahh!”

Although the fight for possession of the ball was intensifying, no one was stopping it.

As the atmosphere of the playground gradually changed to the form of a fighting soccer field, the children from school stopped their steps and began to flock to watch the soccer game.

All.

“Wow! Today’s soccer game is really fun.”

“He wasn’t a defender, was he? But what? They are at the forefront.”

“Wow, he’s better than a striker. Let him take the lead.”

“Today is hot! It’s a hundred times more fun than usual!”

“Don’t do it like that. If it was, I wouldn’t have been able to take it out and lose to the bastards as a 5th generation rice cake!”

At that moment, a player from the front-line soccer team fired a shot.

However, the goalkeeper flies with an animal sense and punches it to block it.

“Wow! Abby!”

“He really, what?! A swallow full of water, swallow.”

“Why are you here today? Did you even play as a member of the soccer team?! It’s so much fun!”

“Run, run!”

wow!

The children were ecstatic to see the football clubs caught in the madness.

The head coach of the soccer team, who had been dozing off at the noise, woke up. Then, when he saw the situation on the playground, he smirked and shouted.

“You bastards! What are you doing now!”

Still, the children run madly through the playground, bombing the opposing camp.

But as time goes on, something strange happens.

Although it feels like military-style football that has forgotten its position, the game is lively, so it is quite fun. Crazy offense and crazy defense.

As soon as the goal was scored, the manager shouted loudly without realizing it.

“right! okay!”

It was soccer with the same team members, but I was absorbed in soccer, forgetting that it was a cool attack and I had to instruct the children.

And as time passed, people began to gather around the playground.

But from where the school building is, someone starts running.

Some students saw it and shouted.

“uh! This is Sam, the head of the student body!”

Seon-hee, seeing such a figure, gently pulled the hem of Kyung-hee’s robe.

At that moment, Kyunghee, who had been staring blankly at the game, looked back.

“Huh?”

“Now let’s go.”

Only then, Kyung-hee realizes that she has entered a boys’ high school and is shocked. Then, holding Seon-hee’s hand tightly, he passed through the boys.

started dropping out of school.

***

“I’m home.”

When Seon-hee enters the studio and greets, the members of the studio say with a bright expression.

“welcome. Teacher.”

“Good morning.”

“Hi. Are you coming now?”

“Come on.”

The twins go to different places after school.

Kyung-hee goes straight to the house, but Seon-hee comes first from the studio.

In the case of Seon-hee, it doesn’t seem like it was done for the sake of time efficiency.

It just seems like it feels more comfortable here than at home.

You might just think that the whole of this place is just like your own room.

“I’m here!”

However, Kyung Hee immediately entered the studio and greeted him.

“uh? come in together Didn’t you go home?”

Kyunghee clenched her fists in response to my question.

“Huh. Because of the homework that my brother gave me.”

“Oh, what? Are you going to finish it?”

“It should be….”

Something looks a little awkward on his face.

“Why? Are you blocked?”

“Still, I don’t know.”

Looks like this guy is still struggling.

That’s right.

It must have been difficult to properly put emotions into the story even though it was written in a way that was interesting.

I don’t know if it’s a woman’s story, but it’s a story about men and soccer players.

I asked implicitly.

“Can I help you?”

“no. This time I’ll figure it out somehow.”

“okay. But I don’t have much time. Do you know?”

“Huh. Know.”

Saying that, I took notes on the continuity.

I’m writing the part I’m worried about.

Still, I am proud as an older brother to see him being absorbed in something unlike usual.

In fact, he usually has a bright appearance, but he knows that he has a lot of troubles.

Seon-hee, who has decided on her future early, has already settled down and is working at the same time, so she is cheering as a twin, but on the other hand, she asks herself a lot of questions.

There will be.

Looking at Park Sang-sik as he studied and asked about the story, it seems that he was interested in this field.

I am also cheering myself on.

Because I think it’s my job to help Kyunghee if he wants to do it.

Then a parcel arrived from Japan.

I went out and got a paper box from the postman and came in. The sender is Jiro.

Maybe it’s something I asked for.

Kyung-hee, who was looking at the continuity note, scratched his head and then looked at me and tilted his head.

“uh? What is that?”

“Japanese Manga Magazine.”

“A boy hero? Isn’t that what the Japanese uncle brings when he comes?”