1983 Past Life Manga King

“By the way, what should I know about Japan?”

Well, I don’t know if it’s Korea. It’s almost black-eyed when it comes to Japan.

It was something I hadn’t thought of too much, so while I was thinking about it for a while, Silver, who was working on it, opened his mouth.

“If that’s the case, you can just ask Akagi-san or Kawada-san.”

“It’s a work that has nothing to do with the boy hero side. They say it’s not even a comic book.”

“Still, I know more than you.”

“Hmm.”

I scratched my chin and thought. However, it’s also bad because it feels like a nuisance to those who are busy.

“I will think about that for a while.”

Jeon Sang-gil nodded his head at my words.

“okay. That’s why I put off even giving an OK sign indiscriminately. It’s not urgent. Anyway, it’s really great. I certainly can’t ignore that copyright. Now, their popularity is slowly waning, but seeing them open up again like this.”

“Iknow, right. I didn’t even think about the novel.”

When evening came and after everyone got home from work, I was in trouble for a long time.

How did I know that those two works were related to me?

But no one came to a conclusion no matter how much anyone thought about it alone.

So while thinking about something, something came to my mind, so I was looking through my wallet and found a business card. And I picked up the phone.

“Oppa, I bought tteokbokki for my grandmother. eat!”

When Kyunghee shouted, she answered while holding up her phone.

“I’ll call Japan and then eat.”

“I may eat it all.”

“Leave it!”

* * *

“Aren’t you going to work?”

To the male employee’s words, the woman in the corner answered without looking back.

“I’m organizing articles.”

“Think of your body. Then I go to work first.”

“Yeah.”

After answering like that, I keep busy writing the manuscript.

The manuscript of the article written during the day was returned to the editor-in-chief.

‘Why is the content so plain, not like you! Try again!’

The woman who remembered it paused and scratched her chin as she was writing.

I’m tired because the editor seems to be particularly strict with myself, but I’m not angry because he acknowledges me the most.

However, it is a little cumbersome.

“Okay, what do you mean to use more splendidly here?”

It was time to try to write again as if I couldn’t make such an impression and mumble.

The phone rings.

It’s not uncommon for the phone to ring, even if it’s late.

I’ve been getting a lot of calls from people asking for good information.

“Should I get a pager or something?”

So muttering, he picked up the receiver.

“Yeah. This is Mine.”

– Oh, you haven’t left work yet. Mine Mr. This is Yunhwan. Yunhwan Lee.

Atsuko Ine was startled by the phone call.

“Ah, Samsara?!”

– Yeah?

“Oh, no. I’m sorry. It was so sudden that I didn’t even know.”

Mine is confused and hurriedly flinches.

“By the way, what is it…?”

– Ah yes. It’s a company called Aensha.

Mine’s eyes widened at those words.

"Did that idiot say something useless?" she murmured.

-Yeah?

“Oh, no. You don’t necessarily have to sign a contract with that company. An acquaintance asked me to do something, so I just got drunk.”

– Yeah? Was that publishing house where someone you knew worked for?

“·················ogue.”

I don’t think I’m calling to ask about that.

At that moment, Mine tapped her head with her earpiece.

Blaming yourself for going too far.

– uh? Suddenly there is noise…

He banged on her head, and it seemed like a noise.

“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s because of me. Noise and the publisher.”

After a moment’s silence from the other side, a voice is heard.

– That’s right. Strangely enough, I wanted the publisher to approach it quickly. After all, Mine-san was the culprit.

“・・・・・・Yeah. Sorry.”

She replies like that and smiles awkwardly.

“Even if you contract with another place…”

– No, it’s fine. Is Aensha any better place than that?

“Yeah?”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

– Isn’t it a place to steal money or hit the back of the head?

At that, Mine looked embarrassed for a moment, and then she responded quickly.

“There has never been anything like that before. It’s small, but as far as I know, it’s definitely a conscientious publisher. That’s why I made so much money.”

– A rat tail?

“Oh, I’m sorry. useless words.”

I resented myself in front of my emotions.

– no. And the size doesn’t matter. unless you cheat.

“Anyway…, really signed a contract with E.N. Sha.”

– Mine said that she was a good company, so I wanted to trust her. Of course, I don’t have the decision-making power.

Min-ne was surprised at Lee Yoon-hwan’s words and asked.

“really?”

– Yeah······. But you’re overreacting. Looks like your relationship is special.

“Ah, that’s…, actually, it’s because my father and my brother are running a publishing house…”

I couldn’t lie, so I answered, but it still feels awkward.

In fact, I recently visited the house for a long time. However, while drinking with her family, she heard that the publishing house was getting difficult and a fight broke out.

[So, stop being a publishing house that only accumulates deficits like this.]

At her words, the father drank her beer one after another without saying anything. Then her mother dried her up with her heartbroken face.

[You came here after a long time, so why?][That’s right. Hanging on to books that don’t sell. Fortunately, all the writers who are quite talented leave to other publishing houses. Now that I have to say that I am an employee, there are only my father, my mother, and my brother][I’m sorry. I have nothing to say.]

As her father sighed, she couldn’t speak any more.

Seeing her narrowed father’s shoulders makes me even more upset.

The older brother, who resembles his father, does not respond much.

Looking at the two of them alternately, she sighed and said to her brother.

[It turns out that the writer Samsara is Korean.]

Her brother looked at her as if she were saying something suddenly.

He also liked Samsara quite a bit, so it’s a fact he already knew, so it’s not special news, but she couldn’t understand why her sister suddenly brought up the story.

[That was originally what I was investigating. And I even met the author in person.][······Really?]

But my parents didn’t know what samsara was or who the writer was, so they just watched the conversation between the siblings.

[I’ve done some research in the meantime, but I think I’ve done a few cartoons in Korea before.]

At that moment, her brother’s eyes changed as if he had noticed something.

[then······?][right. It seems to have been very popular in Korea. One for soccer, one for business cartoons][Really?][Huh. But what if it was made into a novel by that person? Are you okay?][Of course. It would be fun if it was made by him. The characters are alive and the story is good.]

Her brother says excitedly.

[So, my brother has access to the copyright of the work. By the way, is there anyone who writes well?][there is.][This is a Korean translation, is it okay?][I have a friend who can speak Korean. You can leave the manga to that friend.][Then, I’ll give you the information I found, so Dad and brother will take care of it.][Thank you. Atsuko.]

As Mine was reminiscing about that time, a voice came from the phone.

– Oh, that’s right. What if it’s family run? I’m sure I’ll believe it.

“So, it’s okay to sign a contract with a big publishing company.”

– no. Family is more reliable. Anyway, I meet the person who came and I decide. By the way, who came to…?

“…Oh, it’s my brother.”

– I know.

While Mine paused in bewilderment, the voice continued to ring through the phone.

– My teacher seems to be thinking positively, so I think the contract will probably be done.

unexpected remake (3)

A new guest came to the studio.

It’s Mine’s older brother.

Oh, by the way, are they both Mine because they are siblings?

Anyway, Mine Atsuko’s older brother, Mine Kosaku, came to the studio.

We called him to our studio by calling the contact number we found out through Jeon Sang-gil.

He thought he was in a nearby hotel, but the place he was staying was an inn.

It’s probably meant to cut costs.

Hahaha, even in Mine’s words, ‘Eien Shah’ run by her family wasn’t a place that could afford that much.

Anyway, Kosaku, who came to the studio, greeted everyone in the room with a very nervous expression.

He knew that I was Tengen because he was the first to greet me.

However, he doesn’t know who Sunny is among the girls here, so his eyes are busy scanning people.

And his eyes stayed on Gu Ja-hee.

There is no special position to think of as a teacher, and I will shoot the woman who looks the oldest based on her appearance.

Then I intervened.

“That’s Sunny. Her name is Sunhee Lee.”

“·················ogue.”

I pause for a moment when I point to the little girl sitting in the corner.

She seems to be quite shocked, perhaps because she is an unexpected girl.

“There, I mean, that girl over there…. Excuse me, but maybe… student······.”

“Yeah. I am a sophomore in high school. Oh, I’m going up to 3rd grade this year. I am 17 years old in Japanese.”

“…are you 17?”

“Yeah.”

“Such……, ah.”

She said so, and then she said, bowing her head as if she thought it was rude even to herself.

“Sorry. You were younger than I thought, so I was rude.”

“·················ogue.”

But when Seon-hee doesn’t respond, she looks more embarrassed.

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“I didn’t say anything…”

“That’s what it means.”

“But it is.”

Saying that, he bowed his head to Kosaku, and returned to painting.

We had a conversation in Korean for a moment, so he looked at us and asked.

“I’m also rude.”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s not the atmosphere…”

“It’s fine.”

Seonhee flinched again as if muttering in Japanese, and then sighed as if she was happy.

“Oh, thank you.”

“Please sit here.”

“thank you.”

As he sat on the sofa, he glanced at Seon-hee once more, then turned to me and asked.

“After all, you two are fluent in Japanese.”

“I think it’s convenient to be active in Japan.”

“Ah.”

At that time, Kyunghee, who was on the second floor, approached us when he arrived.

“uh? Brother, who is he?”

“uh. The one I talked to yesterday.”

“Ah.”