1983 Past Life Manga King

“Whoa.”

As I was about to finish my work and turn around, an old man greeted me.

“Thank you. young people.”

“Well, it’s okay.”

After a short answer, he turned away.

When he went back to the stop, the bench he was sitting on was already occupied by people.

“·················ogue.”

A squeaking sound comes out of his mouth again.

Then, without realizing it, my gaze returned to the rear car again.

The rear car starts to move slowly.

The old man cannot be seen because there are a lot of paper boxes, but seeing the rear car in motion, it seems difficult.

The people who had been chatting for a while until just now stopped paying attention there and they are all engrossed in chatting. I also turn away soon and check the bus time.

16 minutes left.

It’s not a long time, but it’s not a short time to just do nothing and wait.

Even in the midst of this, the rear view of the rear car, which squeaks and advances little by little, keeps stepping on my eyes.

The eyes again turn to the stop board.

Still 15 minutes.

Hmm.

I’m running out of time

His eyes return to the rear car.

squeak squeak.

The shaking box and the slow movement of the rear car.

“Write.”

He sniffed his nose once and frowned slightly.

Hey, I don’t know. I don’t have time.

I went straight to the rear car. Then he started pushing her back.

As if I felt the force of pushing, I soon heard the voice of an old man in front of me.

“Aww, this, I’m sorry……, thank you.”

I just wanted to get the rear car out of here quickly, so I just focused on pushing it without answering. Even though it is made almost entirely of boxes, it takes a lot more force than expected.

The car soon turns around the corner and enters the alley.

You should have done this

I roughly let go of my hand and turn around, but there is a hill in front of me.

Write.

Countless times, he kicked his tongue once and pushed Lia Car again.

However, not long after climbing the hill, it goes straight into a shabby place. If you look closely in front of you, you can see that it is an antique statue.

The inside of the junk shop, illuminated by the bright white street lamp, is piled up with old scrap metal and various other junk.

The building is also quite old.

The old man stops the car and says thanks once again.

I glanced around at the junk piled up around me.

There are a lot of junk that could only be seen in a drama set in the old days.

I look at things that make me feel time travel indirectly, and there is something that catches my eye.

Comic books piled up like a mountain.

Most of the old comic books I read when I was a kid. In particular, there were a lot of comic books for script use.

My father was a comic book fanatic, so I was familiar with comic books from the 80s since I was a child.

There was an old comic book store in the neighborhood where I lived as a child, and strangely, it was mostly filled with comic books from the 80s. Since his father is a regular there, he was able to read a lot of cartoons at the time because he was always with him.

And most of the comic books here were read.

However, there is one book that caught my eye.

Manga magazine treasure castle.

This is also a manga magazine filled with memories of my father and my childhood.

It was launched in October 1982 as Korea’s first magazine specializing in cartoons, and Treasure Castle was collected in my father’s house from the first issue to the last.

As a result, I have seen Treasure Castle fortune-telling over and over again.

It was fun.

After soaking in memories for a while, I checked the date of the Treasure Castle, and it was October 1983.

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In an instant, I had goosebumps all over my body.

In my father’s bookshelf, there were all kinds of jeonjil. but only one. The October 1983 issue was missing. But it was here.

I’ve been looking for it in secondhand bookstores, but I haven’t been able to find this book.

So the only thing I didn’t see was the October 1983 issue.

But I can’t wait to see that book in a junk yard like this.

When I read the book, it makes my heart ache as if I have found a treasure.

If this is a relationship, is it a relationship?

My father always regretted missing books.

Hey, let’s not think about Dad.

In any case, I look down at the book, caught in a strange feeling for a moment.

It looks almost new, in good condition even with old responsibilities.

“You like that book?”

The old man smiles brightly with a wrinkled face and says:

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“If you like it, take it. I helped with work, but there was nothing to give.”

The old man said with a gentle smile.

I looked down at the book and looked back at the old man and bowed my head.

“thank you.”

“No, I’m sorry that I can only give you that. Oh, wait a minute.”

With that said, the old man enters the old tiled house inside the junkyard. And after a while he came out with something in his hand and he held it out to me.

“Drink this too.”

What the old man brought out was Bacchus.

“thank you. Oh!”

He greets Bacchus and accepts Bacchus, and in a moment the fact that the bus time may be running out crosses his head.

He salutes again, turns and heads back to the bus stop.

But then he felt an unknown gaze.

Reflexively, he turned his head towards it.

A pair of shining eyes on the wall of the junkyard is looking at me.

It was a cat with fur as white as snow.

It’s a strange, yet soul-sucking gaze.

After looking at him with blank eyes for a moment, he regained his senses and hurriedly left the place.

If you miss this bus, you may have to wait a few minutes again.

Even as I run, I wonder if I’ve been doing something wrong.

Still, I feel proud to see the treasure castle in my hand.

I also want to do a good job.

As soon as we arrived at the bus stop, we saw that the bus had just stopped.

just on time

I hurriedly got on the bus.

After that, it was close.

After taking a deep breath, check the empty back seat and sit by the window.

And I look out the window, and the white cat I saw earlier is standing on the sidewalk block. It wasn’t another cat of the same color. It was obviously the cat on the wall of the junkyard.

It was the first time I saw a cat with those strange eyes.

As the bus departed, he turned his gaze to the distant cat.

He didn’t take his eyes off me for some reason.

Only after the cat completely disappeared from view did he straighten his body.

what is that guy

Did I have anything to do?

I want to do all sorts of strange experiences in my life.

But then he shrugged his shoulders.

You might even meet a strange cat.

Soon after erasing the thought of the cat, his gaze shifts to the treasure castle in his hand.

He sits down and looks down at the book, then opens it.

I have to go home more than 20 minutes, so I don’t think I’ll be bored in the meantime.

She carefully opened the treasure castle.

This old book is a bit disconcerting.

Probably because it is a classic and also because of its rarity.

It’s the only book I haven’t read, so I’m excited.

Flip the book page by page.

As with other magazines of the time, this one is loaded with advertisements. But looking at the situation over time, this is also quite interesting.

The yellowed paper also makes you feel the age.

How is it nice to have a unique classic sentence, rough lines, and a sparse and flat background

I feel like something is floating in the book a little bit as I fill in the memories with holes like that.

I glanced over, and something I didn’t expect was sandwiched between the books.

And for a moment, I opened my mouth in absurdity.

“What is this?”

Among the books were what appeared to be nothing other than bills.

The fact that it looks like a bill means that it has a different appearance from the Korean money I know now.

I counted a total of ten.

Let’s take a look at one page.

But for some reason, it is written as a million dollars. Obviously in Korean.

Is this Korean money?

Come to think of it, the picture drawn on the money certainly looks like King Sejong the Great. However, his appearance is a little different from the one I know.

The color is not green, but the appearance is also different with a dull gray feeling. The one on the right has moved to the left.

For a moment, my brow furrows.

It’s because of the idea of ​​what the hell this money really is.

I thought it was fake money for a board game, but it’s pretty detailed. There it is written that it is also known as the Bank of Korea.

old money?

Come to think of it, the basic design is similar and the color is unsophisticated, so I think that might be the case. In addition, considering that this book was published in 1983, I think that the money was used at that time. Maybe it’s older money.

It seems obvious that someone put a huge amount of 100,000 won here a long time ago and just forgot it.

I don’t know who it is, but I’m sorry.

Anyway, it’s just me being lucky.

I don’t think it would be a bad idea to keep it as a souvenir or to sell it on the Internet.

After thinking for a while, I looked at the magazine I was holding in my hand.

Thinking of good luck today.

Anyway, my body is tired.

I thought I wasn’t feeling well these days, but I’m not particularly good today.

Come to think of it, I remember the Bacchus that the old man in the junkyard gave me earlier.

Take the Bacchus out of your pocket.

The design of Bacchus is somehow unsophisticated.

Is this the classic version?

After all, these days, even ramen noodles come out again in the old packaging, so maybe it’s a trend.

In any case, when you open the lid, you immediately pour it into your throat.

The feeling of being shot goes down your throat.

Wow, is this intense?

What is Bacchus like these days?

He shrugs his shoulders and opens the book again.

But it was then. Suddenly, I began to fall asleep.

uh? Why are you so sleepy all of a sudden?

The heavy eyelids keep trying to fall down.

Open the car window and let in the cool breeze.

Still, it is difficult to overcome the rushing sleepiness.

Try rubbing your eyes with your sleeves without hesitation.

Still the same.

Maybe Bacchus is weird?

I rummaged around trying to get the Bacchus bottle out of my pocket, but in the end I couldn’t overcome the pouring drowsiness and immediately fell asleep.

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Reply 1983 (3)

A bright feeling and warmth that dazzles the eyes.

um, what is it? is it sunlight?

With that in mind, I slowly opened my closed eyes.

It feels like your head is on the floor.

and dazzling

Warm light coming through the window.

It’s also the sun

At the same time as the feeling of drowsiness, at that moment, an unknown sense of alienation passes through my head.