1983 Past Life Manga King

Seeing such a mother, I stopped

“Oh, Mrs. Ko. You don’t have to clean it. How much do you sweep and wipe every day?”

“It’s okay. It’s not hard at all. It feels like I’m getting stronger when I come into this house.”

“I am.”

Even if it’s dry anyway, it’s useless.

Since she bought the house and the studio, her mother always goes back and forth between the two houses, and she buys it for the taste of cleaning. In fact, she says every time she cleans, it’s still a dream or birthday.

“Mom! Oppa! Let’s eat!”

Kyunghee screams in the kitchen.

There are a few side dishes you see for the first time.

My mom says she has a good taste and she likes it, but I’m not sure.

Still, there’s no need to make tea without notice.

After breakfast, Mom went home and Seon-hee started working on the manuscript.

Sumire immediately sucks the mop and starts mopping the floor.

I dried her her like her.

“I’ve already cleaned it, so that’s okay. Are you planning to spend the week you only have one week cleaning?”

“still…….”

“Just watch next to Seon-hee. It will be a great study.”

“Is that okay?”

“Isn’t that what you’re staying here for?”

“Yeah, but, if you do nothing and cause trouble…”

“I’m staying at a friend’s house, but I’m just doing what I want to do for a week. If you have any questions, ask me, and it’s okay to not help me with the manuscript like yesterday.”

“Yes, Thank you.”

He’s diligent, and he’s very polite.

In any case, while Seon-hee is drawing the Dark Princess manuscript, which is due to be sent next week, I am sitting around watching her work.

As if not to miss a single scene, his eyes were shining.

Then, his expression quickly turns to astonishment.

Maybe it’s because of the speed.

Aside from drawing the background without any data, it is not unreasonable to have such an expression as you are drawing with flashy hand movements as if you were just pulling it out of your head.

Yesterday, Seon-hee didn’t work anymore because a friend came, so I guess she didn’t see the drawing work.

Anyway, the current Seon-hee is always surprising to me.

In any case, earthquakes continue to occur in Sumire’s pupils, who have not been able to escape the shock throughout the work.

Seon-hee, who had been drawing several pages like that, stopped for a while, got up from her seat, relaxed, and went to the kitchen. Sumire just relaxes and hangs her shoulders.

For some reason, it looks more tired than the person drawing it.

The girl who looked so lively until before has turned dark under her eyes.

It seems to consume quite a lot of mental energy just by looking at the work.

Then the phone rang.

Kyung-hee quickly answers the phone. Then, he greets you in Japanese.

“Ah, tall brother.”

Sumire, who was droopy at those words, straightened her body again.

With her eyes wide open, she looks towards Kyunghee, and her expression is unbelievable.

“Yeah. That’s right. I also put some gags in this story.”

“What? Don’t you understand?”

“It’s because Tall oppa’s gag sense is lacking.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Look, your fishmongers also say it’s fun. Do I really have to ask about that?”

“Yeah! Fight!”

Kyunghee hangs up the phone and throws a one-two punch towards the ceiling as usual.

“Okay! This one passed!”

It was a story about the continuity I sent a few days ago.

When Kido conceives an episode, he informs Seon-hee, who materializes it and sends it in a simple continuity style. Then, you start drawing by making it as a detailed storyline (name).

As a result, in the case of Seon-hee, she does a month’s worth of work at once, and it takes about a week.

So, in the case of Seon-hee, she only works on a serious male storyline for about a week out of a month, and the rest is devoted to her studies.

Even taller is probably well aware that Kyung Hee plays a big role in helping a sincere man consistently get good grades these days. That’s why he has a good sense of dialogue and storytelling. However, it seems that Kido is having a bit of trouble thanks to the unknown buggy gag, but, well, it’s not a bad reaction, so it’s said that he usually uses it.

Anyway, Sumire, who had seen Kyunghee finished the phone call, got up. Then he staggers towards Kyung-hee like a zombie and taps him on the shoulder.

“Oh, I’m surprised! What’s wrong with your face? Are you okay?”

“Are you the person who just called… Jotaro Keyo?”

“Huh? Are you familiar with it? That’s right.”

At those words, Sumire, whose eyes widened by 20%, asked again as if muttering.

“Gee, is that Jotaro the key figure who portrays a man of sincerity?”

“Yeah. But why?”

This time, the mouth opens as well.

Then he asked again.

“Are you writing a serious man’s story?”

“No, it’s not that much, it’s just the level of participation, it’s still lacking a lot. I want to be like my brother, but that yangban needs to be good.”

Saying so, he scratched the back of his head.

“……Then, are you also on active duty…?”

“It’s half way, but what is it?”

In the end, Sumire stumbled in response to that, and collapsed into an empty chair.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Huh? Why? Are you really sick? Do you want to go to the hospital with me?”

“No, I’m fine. It’s just. Seeing so many great things in a row…”

At that time, Seon-hee came in with a large plate of fried noodles on a plate, saw it, and approached Sumire with a surprised expression.

“OK?”

“yes I’m fine.”

When Sumire roughly explains the situation, then Seonhee becomes relieved. Then he goes straight to her own seat and goes back.

“I want to eat nurungji, too.”

“Hate.”

“Hey, give it to me. You’re very naive.”

Sumire watched silently as the twins were fighting.

Then Park Sang-sik enters the studio.

“How are you?”

“My teacher has been discharged from the hospital and is going to work in the studio from today. Would you like to go with me?”

“Okay? Then we should go.”

Having said that, he stood up.

Even these days, I sometimes go to the studio with Seon-hee to help, but I think it’s time to end that.

“I’m going to the teacher’s studio, so stay with us.”

“Oh, come on.”

“Go.”

Saying that, Kyung-hee bowed her head to say hello to Sumire by bowing her head as if she had briefly explained in Japanese.

I immediately grabbed my bag and left the studio with Park Sang-sik.

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Seonhee stops her work again, straightens her body, turns her arms around, and relaxes.

Sumire, who saw that, asked Seon-hee.

“Aren’t you even finishing the drawing?”

“Oppa won’t continue working for more than 50 minutes. He’s getting sick, so.”

“…does your brother decide that too?”

“Huh.”

As Seon-hee nodded, Kyung-hee, who was reading a book nearby, smiled and said:

“Because if you don’t decide like that, Seon-hee won’t stop painting.”

“……”

Sumire knows that, too.

If you’re completely absorbed in drawing, it’s common to be immersed in your surroundings without being aware of your surroundings until you’re finished.

However, it is difficult to understand why it is forcibly cut off.

“I am also passionate about comics for a long time sometimes, but comics have to endure such extreme work. But wouldn’t the flow be interrupted if I stopped working every 50 minutes?”

“I said it doesn’t matter as long as you keep it in your head.”

“Did your brother say that?”

“Huh.”

Seonhee nodded her head.

keep it in your mind

Sumire knows the meaning of the word.

However, although it seems easy in words, it is actually quite difficult.

“Isn’t it difficult?”

“I don’t know. It’s always like that when I’m just working.”

“……”

After all, Seon-hee looks like a person who exists in a different dimension from herself.

I realize that I am also a person who draws Samsara.

I looked at Seon-hee as if surprised again.

She relaxes her body with fierce eyes as if Seon-hee is nothing. Such Seon-hee suddenly catches her eye.

“Ah, Snow White.”

“Snow White?”

She follows Seon-hee’s gaze and turns her head to see a white object creeping into the living room.

Fluffy white cat.

Approaching with an arrogant gait gives a strange feeling.

Such a cat passes by Sumire and approaches Seon-hee. Then she rubs her head and hangs it on Seon-hee’s leg.

Seonhee hugged such a cat.

The form of closing eyes with a relaxed expression in Seon-hee’s arms looks very familiar.

“The cat is pretty. Is this the cat you have here?”

“No, a friend who visits my house occasionally.”

“Ah. You’re a wanderer. But, the fur is well taken care of. It’s really cute.”

“Huh.”

Sumire stroked the cat’s head, looked at Seonhee and changed the topic.

“Will your brother teach you about painting by any chance?”

“Yeah. Look at the continuation drawing and tell me what needs to be fixed every time.”

“Is your brother studying manga separately?”

“I don’t know. You just know everything.”

It was incomprehensible.

you just know everything..

Sumire turned to Kyunghee.

Kyunghee smiled as if she understood Sumire’s thoughts.

“I know it’s weird, but Seon-hee is right. Just oppa knows everything, James oppa, height and oppa all said that my oppa was a genius.”

Kyunghee says with a very proud expression.

“Didn’t that James also say that he was the story writer of the King of Jungwon Cooking?”

“That’s right.”

“Yeah. You know everything about manga.”

Seon-hee also supports Kyung-hee.

“You’re a great brother.”

“Well, that’s great. If it wasn’t for you, would he still be living in the old single room?”

When Kyunghee spoke as if she was proud, Sumire smiled softly as she looked at it.

“Actually, I was a little shocked when I heard what your father said yesterday. It was the first time other than my father who pointed out my cartoons in such detail. Most of them were praised at the drama village. That’s why I asked to stay here for a week.”

“You too. You mean you asked my brother to be scolded?”

“Well, that’s it. It’s kind of weird, though.”

“You are too.”

Kyung Hee made a face that she couldn’t understand.

But this time, Seonhee looked at Sumire like that and said quietly.

“I’m also sometimes scolded by my brother.”

Sumire was surprised at Seonhee’s words.

“you too?”

“Huh.”

Isn’t the opponent a veteran in charge of Samsara’s drawing?

It’s one of the top-notch cartoons in Japan, but you’re drawing a lot of scolding.

If anyone heard this, they would call it a lie.

“Is it because I don’t have enough pictures?”

“No, it’s too much.”

“Excessive?”

“Yeah. If I try to be too greedy with my drawings, I’ll be scolded.”

Come to think of it, it was similar to what I was pointed out yesterday.

He said that his role was to tell a story in a painting.

It was the part that surprised me as if something had been caught in my heart.

“Don’t try to show off your fancy pictures.”

“Ah.”

In fact, Sumire was also well aware that Samsara’s drawings have been simplified a lot since the beginning of the series. Perhaps thanks to that, it became much easier to see the pictures compared to the early days, and it became easier to focus on the story.