1983 Past Life Manga King

“Can I read it?”

“I’d rather ask.”

Sumire presented her manuscript to Seon-hee with a nervous expression.

It’s like a disciple who is being tested by a teacher rather than a friend.

Perhaps it is because Seonhee is conscious of the fact that she is a cartoonist who drew Samsara.

As Seon-hee begins to open the picture, Sumire swallows her dry saliva.

But on the other hand, she seems to have confidence in her drawings.

You seem to be very proud of yourself.

At that moment, people who were nearby gathered around Seon-hee and glanced at the manuscript.

“Wow, are you a manga artist? Surely he is a manga artist?”

When Park Soo-mi asked, Kyung-hee answered.

“No, I’m studying, but I’m not yet a manga artist.”

“You can still draw this well? It’s amazing. The pen lines are really neat.”

“My dad is a cartoonist.”

“Oh, I see.”

Thanks to the conversation in Japanese, people who do not know Japanese still do not know the details of the situation.

So when Kyunghee explains the conversation we had earlier, everyone is surprised.

“It’s amazing that a high school girl and a high school girl come to Korea alone to meet a small teacher.”

“If you tell me to go to Japan alone, I honestly don’t think I’ll be able to go because I’m afraid.”

“Who wants to eat you? You’re afraid.”

“Aren’t you afraid of your sister?”

“I’m scared too.”

“What is that.”

“By the way, the picture is really pretty. It feels like a mixture of pure-hearted art and drama. Because I’m a woman, I thought it was a pure manga.”

“Yeah. The painting is really colorful and cool..

Was it really drawn by a high school student?”

“Why is that, we also have a little teacher.”

“Oh, that’s right. Sometimes we forget that our little teacher is a high school student.”

I also looked at it from a close look, and the picture itself looks fine.

Personally, it seems to have been influenced by Rumiko Takahashi, but it feels a little more meticulous.

After a while, Seon-hee, who had read everything, opened her mouth.

“Something is uncomfortable. It feels sticky.”

I’m still friends and I don’t care.

“…does it feel uncomfortable and clumpy?”

“Huh.”

When Seonhee nodded her head to answer, Sumire had a confused expression on her face.

“Can you explain a bit what…?”

Seonhee frowned for a moment at Sumire’s question and then shook her head.

“…it’s hard to explain.”

“……”

AS is also the worst, the worst.

A bitter smile is built without knowing it.

But after reading it, I think I know what Seon-hee is talking about.

I can’t.

I have to step forward with the lack of an AS driver as my younger brother.

“Can I say a word?”

“Yes. Please.”

“It’s because I’m drawing cartoons with too much motivation.”

“Yeah?”

“It’s because I drew all the scenes with the same concentration.”

Then she said, pointing her finger one by one at the manuscript scenes Sumire had drawn.

“This, this, and this are the same. When you put them all apart, the picture itself is wonderful.”

Sumire swallows her dry saliva and looks at me.

“By the way, comics are stories. Then, the task of painting should be to convey a story to the reader naturally. But your drawings lack that kind of consideration for the reader right now. .”

“……”

Oh, this. Did I say it too harshly?

I’m still just a high school student.

I said scratching my head.

“Hey, I’m too bad…”

“Boo, I have something I want to ask you.”

“Huh? Please?”

“Could you please let me stay here for a week?”

“What?”

What do you mean all of a sudden?

But Sumire clenched her two small fists, and her eyes twinkled and said with power.

“Actually, I came here with the intention of going back immediately after meeting Seon-hee for just one day, but I changed my mind.”

“……”

“I’ll work hard while I’m here. I’ll do whatever it takes to be an assistant or a cleaning lady.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“……”

“If you need money, I’ll give you all the money I have now. So, can you teach me a little bit for a week? No, it doesn’t matter if you don’t teach me anything. Just let me stay for a week.”

Sumire looked at me with her serious eyes and asked.

Boy, you’re serious now.

Awesome, this.

“Please, I beg you.”

“Your parents would be worried.”

“You can call me. My father wouldn’t object if he knew I had a good opportunity.”

“But…”

“Brother, I’m begging you too.”

Now we go to Seon-hee.

“If it were a week, you wouldn’t have much to learn.”

“That’s enough. So. Please.”

She bows her head and says.

At that moment, Kyunghee smiles and calls me over her shoulder.

Why is he here again?

“Eww.”

She sighed deeply, thinking that there was nothing she could do, and nodded her head.

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As soon as my permission was granted, Sumire called with a bright expression on her face.

And she’s been on the phone for a while now.

“Yes, I will. Yes. Thank you, Dad.”

Looking at his face, it looks like he got permission.

After she hung up the phone, she immediately spoke to me in an excited voice.

“Don’t bother Dad, I want you to stay healthy and come back. Instead of saying thank you, I’m sorry, I forgot about this.”

She took a box out of her bag and she held it to me.

it’s Japanese confectionery

“Wow, it’s a Japanese confectionery! It’s been a while.”

Kyunghee is my favorite

“If I had known there would be so many people, I would have brought more.”

“It’s okay. That’s enough. By the way, it seems that the father is really trying to raise his daughter strong.”

Normally, it would be normal to worry about my pretty daughter going abroad instead of abroad.

“It’s not like that.”

“No, it’s not common just looking at it now.

“Only about comics. From the moment you say you want to be a cartoonist, be really strict about comics. They say that if you don’t have talent, you’ll have to risk your life.”

It’s life, how cruel is it?

In fact, it might be a natural thing to say if you have walked the rough path of a cartoonist yourself.

And this child must have gotten tired of hearing stories like this all his life.

In particular, if you were born as the child of a nameless cartoonist, you would know the dark reality better than anyone, but as soon as you put down the bag, you roll up his arms.

“Then what do you do? I. Shall we clean?”

Why is he in such a hurry?

Anyone who sees it would know that I got a job here as a housekeeper.

“Come on, calm down, Sumire-ya.”

“yea, I got it.”

After saying that, Kyunghee picks up Sumire’s bag.

“I’ll carry the bag.”

“No, that’s fine. And come with me. I’ll show you a room where you’ll be staying for a week.”

“Thanks.”

Sumire follows Kyunghee.

She was ushered into an empty room before she was used by Silver.

I brought a new blanket, so there shouldn’t be any problem.

After a while.

After unpacking, I changed her clothes and went out to the studio.

“A little rest today. You must have been tired from coming here.”

“It’s okay. I’m in good shape now.”

The way he talks with his arms rolled up is a bit cute.

“Then take a break while looking around the studio.”

“Yeah.”

However, the answer is different, and he immediately helps Sung Joon-hee to erase and paint.

I really can’t stop.

Anyway, it’s a very skillful move.

Perhaps, it seems that he often helps his father with his work, so it is completely ingrained in his body.

I don’t know what you learn at school.

When Seong Jun-hee says thank you in clumsy Japanese, Sumire shakes her hand and smiles.

“No. It’s still not enough.”

While working in that way, the people in the studio are chasing after each other at the same time.

It’s normal for a cartoon to get messy when you start working on it, but we’re properly detecting it and organizing it.

It does the little things such as cleaning out the nib of a tissue, or cleaning the floor with eraser dust, very well.

He must have spent a lot of time with fishermen in his father’s studio.

Nevertheless, he even glances at the work of the fishermen from time to time.

You are so diligent.

Then, when he sees Ki-cheol Kim working on the background with a brush, he looks at it in amazement. Maybe it’s because it’s the first work method I’ve ever seen.

Then Sumire, who was watching Silver’s pen drawing, just froze.

“……”

Silver, since you use such an overwhelming pen line, you can immediately see just how great it is if you are involved in a manga.

There is a huge difference between seeing a comic book and seeing an actual manuscript, so the impact is probably considerable.

However, it seems that I was surprised by something different from what I thought.

“Isn’t this Pasiencia?”

Ah, I only knew Samsara, and I was surprised to see Pasiencia working here as well. I was also surprised, but Sumire’s expression looked like he couldn’t get out of the shock.

You’re just amazed all day today.

When I saw it, I couldn’t help but smile.

However, Silver, who was working on the pen line at that time, pauses to see if Sumire’s gaze is concerned. Then he raises his head and looks towards Sumire. Then Sumire was startled and immediately bowed his head.

“Bah, sorry to disturb you!”

Saying that, she stepped back from her seat, and Jeong Mi-ja, who was nearby, looked at Silver with crayfish eyes.

“Why are you scaring the kid?”

“……”

Immediately, Silver made an unhappy expression.

Haha, it’s just a normal appearance, so it’s a natural reaction.

Still, if it’s silver, it’s a surprising visual from Sumire’s point of view.

*

the next morning.

Today is Thursday, but it is a day off because it is Memorial Day on June 6.

Normally, the studio is often empty on holidays, but thanks to Sumire’s plan to stay for a week, Kyunghee and Seonhee are living here together.

When I went to the studio early in the morning with her mom, the kids were already up and preparing breakfast.

Sumire looks at her mom and me and gives her nodded greetings.

You must have been tired yesterday, but it is vivid.

I’m still in my 10’s, so I’m full of energy.

“Oh, you woke up early. Mom will do that, so you guys just rest. I have a friend from Japan too. By the way, she’s pretty.”

When her mother compliments her Sumire, she notices that she is talking to herself and smiles awkwardly.

“It’s okay. The rice preparations are almost finished already. And I want to try Sumire’s side dishes, and Mom and Oppa just eat what we made.”

“Ho-ho, is that so?”

Even though it’s a bit sloppy, Kyung-hee is a good cook, so her mother stops preparing meals and cleans the outside of the studio.