1983 Past Life Manga King

“You want to play?”

“I don’t think that’s…”

“Then it’s true that we’re just going to play the game.”

“······I do not know. It had never been like this before.”

It’s a face that even Seon-hee can’t understand.

Normally, it seems that he communicates well with Bek Seolgi, but today it doesn’t seem like that at all.

Is it still just a cat’s grumpy attitude?

However, at that time, a bundle of papers lying in front of Seon-hee’s desk caught my eye.

What?

He paused for a moment to reach out his hand.

Just in case, this bastard might swing his front paws at me again.

With that in mind, he carefully reached out and glanced at him. But there is no reaction.

I hurriedly picked it up and checked it right away.

There is a lot of paper, and the illustrations drawn with pencils or pens are densely filled.

huge amount.

As soon as I showed a surprised expression, Seon-hee opened her mouth.

“just because I got bored.”

“boring?”

A huge amount of drawings I drew with boredom.

I haven’t seen it lately.

“When did you draw so much?”

“today.”

“What? today?”

It wasn’t even lunchtime yet.

Even so, the speed of drawing so many parts is getting faster and faster. That doesn’t mean that the quality of the picture has gone down.

I’m tired of being surprised now.

by the way······.

“You’re drawing too much these days, aren’t you? You drew it late yesterday too.”

“I’m fine.”

“Give me your right hand.”

Seonhee rolled her eyes and immediately held out her hand to me.

Gently holding such a hand, he looked at Seon-hee’s expression while touching it.

Sometimes I look at Seon-hee’s hand, but normally there is no change in expression even if I touch or tap it like this. However, today, I see a slight change in my expression. Do you have any pain?

At that moment, my voice subsided.

“Seonhee, you.”

“···········?”

“Let’s just rest today and go to the hospital with me.”

At that moment, the eyes of the fishermen who were working focused on us.

However, Seon-hee still tilts her head as if strangely without any change in expression.

“I’m fine.”

“It’s okay. It looks like your hands are slightly swollen, and looking at your face now…”

“I’m fine.”

“It’s nothing, I just frowned.”

“······not really.”

“Really?”

“·················ogue.”

Now he looked into my eyes and nodded his head a little.

Seeing that, I took a deep breath and spoke again.

“okay. Now that we know, let’s go to the hospital together.”

At that time, Kyung-hee, who had brought snacks from the kitchen, was startled.

“Why? What’s going on? Seonhee, where are you sick?”

“No, let’s go to the hospital first.”

“Why? Why are you doing that? Seon-hee, did something go wrong?”

Kyung-hee looked down at Seon-hee’s hand held in mine and gave a worried expression.

“No, I don’t know yet. First, the hospital.”

“It’s fine…….”

Seonhee still looks at me and keeps saying it’s okay.

It is definitely strange to see you talk more than usual.

Because of that, when I looked closely at my hand, it looked like it was a little swollen.

He has small and thin hands and wrists, so I’m not sure for sure.

By the way, with these little hands, you did a great job with such a large amount of manuscript.

At that moment, the cat, which had been lying on the floor, jumped up and held out its head in my hand. Then he started licking Seon-hee’s hand that was on it.

Then Seon-hee smiled faintly and stroked the boy’s head with her left hand.

At that moment, looking at him, I remember what had just happened.

“·················ogue.”

Was this guy lying on the desk for Seon-hee?

Did you notice the abnormality that happened to Seon-hee?

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Don’t be silly, get ready to go to the hospital with me.”

Having said that, Kyung-hee took Seon-hee and headed straight home.

Worried, I followed her twins.

“Everyone, lunch is ready, where are you going?”

“Oh, I have a place to go for a while. I’ll eat dinner later.”

Not wanting to worry about something that is not certain, Kyung-hee tells her mother in the kitchen roughly and hurriedly leaves the studio.

Please, there should be nothing.

*

In the end, it ended with my misunderstanding.

Since it was a hospital in the 80’s, I don’t know to what extent the detailed examination is possible, but I was diagnosed with no abnormalities.

I stopped by one more hospital just in case, and then to an oriental clinic, but the result was the same.

No, I’ve even heard that it’s very strong.

It’s strange, but when I left the hospital, I found that my slightly swollen arm was back to normal.

It just looks clean to my eyes as if nothing had happened.

is it my delusion?

“Anyway, my brother… After all, I almost cried!”

Kyunghee slaps me and grumbles and says.

There was still a glimmer of light in the corner of his eyes.

Well, it wasn’t that I almost cried, it was because I cried all the time until I went to the hospital and got the results. And after hearing the results at the first hospital, the child she liked cried again after hearing the results at the second and Marman oriental clinic.

“I said I was fine.”

“Yes, yes. Today is because of my real brother.”

Saying so, he slaps him once more.

I think I’m lucky because I’m mistaken too.

* * *

– Many readers wonder when Fasiencia will start serialization.

“Well, we are working on a rough story for the second part, but we don’t have enough data yet, so it’s unreasonable to start right away.”

– Is that so?

Jiro’s voice still leaves a feeling of regret.

But it is unavoidable.

There wasn’t a lot of data back then, and I couldn’t keep going with the knowledge I had in my head.

Of course, this was a time when nonsense methods were common, so there may be no problem if you just start with a story. However, as a devotee, I just cannot tolerate it.

So, we are still collecting more data on Spain.

Besides that, something happened a few days ago, so I’m suggesting Seon-hee’s work amount for a while.

Of course, there would be no problem with drawing more like Fasiencia.

Rather, the problem is that I usually draw a huge amount of pictures without taking a break.

Especially since it’s a vacation right now, I’ve been drawing all day in the studio, so I’m limiting my work time to about 2 hours.

Normally, I would have insisted on drawing a picture, but fortunately, I am listening.

Over the past few days, I have been spending more time playing with Bek Seolgi.

And the rest of the time I spend looking at foreign comic magazines and photo books.

In any case, Jiro is unaware of this situation. However, since I haven’t been able to rest properly and have been drawing several cartoons, he will understand.

Anyway, as usual, we were talking about the manuscript for a long time, but a visitor came to visit us after a long time.

It was just the way forward.

As he bought snacks and entered the studio, Park Sang-sik greeted him.

“Uh, I’m a teacher.”

“Oh, nice to meet you.”

After saying that, he glanced at me on the phone and smiled.

I ended the call briefly with a neck bow to him and hung up.

“Long time no see.”

“uh. okay.”

Saying that, he greeted the others lightly and sat down on the sofa.

As usual, he talked about a simple recent situation and immediately brought up the main point.

“I got an offer to write the story of a king of management and a flat-footed striker.”

“Yeah? It’s a manga that has already been published.”

“From a Japanese publishing company.”

“······really?”

unexpected remake (2)

absurd

Why all of a sudden a Japanese publisher?

How else?

It’s been a while since Seon-hee and I have revealed that we are Korean, how did you even find out that we were working in Korea?

There is no way information is so fast in this era.

Jeon Sang-gil’s words continued on, even in the midst of complicated thoughts.

“I heard a story from Daebong a while ago. You told Japan that you are Korean.”

“Even so, he didn’t reveal any particular details about us.”

“Did you? He seemed to know all of them.”

“Ok?”

“uh.”

He tilts his head as if strangely.

Then he nodded his head as if he remembered something.

“Oh right. What was the name of that Japanese publisher…? Wait a moment.”

Saying so, he rummaged through her pockets. And then he took out her wallet and pulled out a small piece of paper from there.

She smiled awkwardly and handed it to me.

“Because I don’t know Japanese well. At that time, the interpreter who was with me seemed to say something.”

“···········?”

What Jeon Sang-gil held out was a business card.

[Eiensha (永遠社)]

Aiensha? This is the first publisher I’ve ever heard of.

Hagi, there are only one or two Japanese publishers related to manga.

Anyway, what I don’t know is that it’s not a very well known place.

“What kind of comic magazines were published there?”

“manga? They say it’s a publishing house specializing in literature.”

“Literary books? No cartoons?”

“They said there were no comic books.”

“But why?”

Jeon Sang-gil, who looked at me with a hesitant look at my question, suddenly said ‘ah’ and tapped his forehead.

“I didn’t explain it properly. I wanted to make it into a novel rather than a cartoon.”

“Yeah? A novel?”

What do you mean by fiction?

Turning a cartoon into a novel?

“okay. He said he wanted to make a novel about the god of management and the flat-footed striker. He said that Koreans are changed to Japanese for localization. That’s for them to decide.”

“Localization…….”

In this era, Japanese pirate cartoons that appeared in Korea were also undergoing localization.

First of all, in Japan, it is a natural thing to have a strong sense of rejection.

Of course, the same goes for animation.

Thanks to that, in the case of Japanese anime, it was common for Koreans to mistake it for a Korean anime.

Because of that, I made a black history by cheering for the Korea-Japan match.

Anyway, putting this aside, it’s a novel, which is a bit surprising.

“What do you think? Is it okay to do it?”

“The right to the work rests with the teacher anyway. The teacher can decide.”

“Who are you, the second copyright or something, you also have to some extent.”

“Yeah, that’s right. However, the decision is made by the teacher. Just like the phrase before.”

The stationery is still getting money. I don’t really check it, but if I can forget it, Park Sang-sik used to get cash.