1983 Past Life Manga King

“From what I’ve heard, it seems like you’re a cartoonist teacher who says something to be done. I don’t know who it is.”

do it? Can you please Tetsuo?

The gentleman who drew the Hokuto’s Fist, the Flower Cage?

Oh, what a famous cartoonist.

Somehow, I thought the picture was from that series.

By the way, you don’t know Hara Tetsuo, is this a female editor?

Haha, if it’s a manga you’re not interested in, it’s not unusual to not know the name of the manga artist.

“They said that they came to the editorial department directly because they wanted to put the drawings they had drawn in a file and give them to the teacher.”

“Direct?”

“Yeah. It seems that they are fans of the two teachers for a while. The drawing style is a little different. Anyway, he brought this and asked when the novel would come out. Well, he said he didn’t know for sure.”

I nod my head and look at the pictures.

Samsara’s characters are drawn in completely different pictures, which has a unique charm.

If you eat Hokuto, you must be quite busy because of the quality.

Seeing this, I think there are a lot of people who have a great passion for painting.

Anyway, the more I look at the picture, the more strange it feels.

Obviously, it has a Hara Tetsuo feel to it, but it’s a painting with a different familiarity.

I think it resembles someone.

Let’s look at the pictures in the file just in case.

Most of them have nothing written on them, but there is only one that has the date and signature on the picture. It’s a loudly written post, but this autograph is definitely in my memory.

“Do you know the name of the person who gave this picture to you?”

“I don’t know.”

But I think I know who this person is.

This is Masanori Morita, who is famous for drawing “Rokudenashi Blues”, “Rookies” and “Rookies”.

In particular, in the case of Rokudenashi Blues, it was a cartoon that made school violence popular in Korea.

It is said that the word ‘Iljin’ became popular at the time, and it was said that it was beaten up a lot in the Korean news.

Oh, come to think of it, I also remember that Masanori Morita was from the northern hemisphere manga Eishi.

I know that the paintings were heavily influenced by Tetsuo Hara, Ryoichi Ikekami, and Jiro Taniguchi, the author of The Lonely Gourmet.

Somehow, I thought I was familiar with the picture.

By the way, since ‘Rokudenashi Blues’ was started serially in 1988, is it two years later?

By now, I must have been around 20 years old.

Since this is in the past, it’s still strange to occasionally come into contact with people who will become famous in the future.

“Why? Do you know anyone?”

“no. That’s not it. Oh, by the way. May I know the address of Hara Tetsuo-sensei’s studio?”

“Akagi-senpai is so busy right now, can I take a look?”

He clenched his fists clenched at the fact that something happened to him, showing his enthusiasm.

“Yeah. Thank you for that.”

“After all, a thank-you gift… If that’s the case, I can deliver it myself.”

“I am not going to do it myself. Just give me your address.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

Then, after talking in poor Korean for a while in the studio, she left the studio.

I immediately approached Seon-hee and opened my mouth.

“Seonhee, can I ask you something?”

With those words, Seon-hee, who was working on a parsiencia continuity, raised her head.

“Huh.”

“You know what it is, don’t you?”

“Isn’t that a picture?”

“That… yes.”

“So it’s okay.”

“okay.”

“What do you draw?”

Did my thoughts even have it written on my forehead?

“So that’s it…”

* * *

“Morita.”

Morita, who was working on a character pen line, lifted her head at the call of a manga artist who was seated in the center of the studio.

“Yeah.”

“This look here, I want to ask you a favor.”

With those words, Morita got up from her seat and she walked over to the manga artist’s seat.

“What kind of expression are you talking about?”

“That’s the lips you’re good at. Some scenes should be comical, but I don’t feel like you.”

“You mean like this?”

He made a comical expression on his own and made a protruding lip shape. Then the cartoonist saw it and laughed.

“Your lip movements are truly amazing. haha. yes with that.”

“Yeah.”

Morita, who received her manuscript, goes straight to her seat and draws her expression with her pencil on the drawing drawn by her manga artist.

She usually draws pictures like this that Morita is good at, so she sometimes takes on the drawing of her.

She asked the cartoonist as she looked at him while she was drawing.

“Hey, how long did you say you have left?”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Yeah? What?”

“You said you had a promise with your parents when you went to Tokyo.”

“Oh, that’s it. There are just over two years left.”

“Oh, it’s tight. I want to debut as a cartoonist within the next two years and get a seat.”

“I still have to do it. I have no desire to succeed in my parents’ footsteps.”

“Did you say temple? House.”

“Yeah. This is the Pure Land Jinjonghon Ganji.”

“There seems to be a lot of Buddhist sects.”

“Yeah.”

Saying that, Morita laughed bitterly.

It was as if she had spent her at home and college, and it reminded me of the time she asked me to wait for only four years and went to Tokyo.

Whatever she does, she is really hung up on painting day and night to become a cartoonist and within four years she will become a cartoonist.

Not exactly she has a goal that in 3 years she will be a cartoonist and in the year she is in her 4th year she will be rich.

Anyway, I’m in that process right now, so I’m just doing my best.

Then a doorbell is heard in the studio.

“I will go out.”

She got up from her youngest fisherman’s seat, she said so, and hurried to her door.

And she came in after a while and she called Morita.

“A parcel has arrived from Morita-san.”

“A parcel for me?”

“Yeah. I think you should get it yourself.”

“Okay.”

After she said so, she took the stamp from the drawer and went to the door.

“Please stamp here.”

“Ah yes.”

After she stamped, she received the parcel and returned to her seat to check the sender.

Then the cartoonist looked at it and asked.

“Isn’t this what a horse is? Did your parents send you like last time?”

However, Morita did not immediately answer the question and looked blankly.

“uh? What is it?”

“·················ogue.”

“I wonder, what kind of bomb is it?”

Saying that, the cartoonist laughed.

After that, Morita, who had regained her consciousness, said in a low voice.

“This one is from Korea.”

“Korea? Do you know anyone in Korea?”

“Oh, no. It’s not that…”

“Isn’t that North Korea? A real bomb?”

Saying that, he giggled and laughed.

Then the fishermen around them laughed together.

“Take it and open it. Because it is dangerous.”

Morita, who had just woken up to someone’s joke, said in a low voice.

“Sunny.”

“what?”

“Sunny… and Tengen. I am the author of Sam….Sara.”

At that moment, the studio, which had been overflowing with laughter, became quiet in an instant.

“Samsara?”

“Really?!”

“Yeah. It’s a parcel from there.”

“I’m not kidding, really!”

Even the cartoonist jumped up from his seat in surprise.

“Yeah.”

In answering that, he took out a picture frame from the package that had already been unpacked.

“There are illustrations drawn by myself.”

At that moment, the rest of the fishermen jumped up from their seats. And then they shouted to the point that it was almost simultaneous.

“Nonsense!”

unexpected remake (6)

a few days later.

Kido’s studio.

Break time after lunch.

The fishermen were enjoying a short break at their respective seats.

Among them, one of the seniors asked the youngest poem, who had become a new member of the studio a few days ago.

“I have a lot of work to do, can I do it?”

“Yeah. It’s hard, but there’s a lot to learn.”

“It’s good…. just one more month Your face will change like us.”

One of the seniors said, pointing to himself and his comrades who had darkened under his eyes. Because of that, the youngest sibling smiled with an awkward expression.

“…Ah, ha ha ha.”

I was wondering if I should keep doing this. Then I started reading Boy Jump, which I just bought at a convenience store.

The only time I can forget the hard times is because this is the best time to read a book.

After reading the funniest comics like that, I opened the back page as usual.

This is because, after dreaming of becoming a cartoonist, it has become a habit to read comics and then read the reviews of cartoonists.

His eyes, as he read each one with a curious expression, stopped at the latter part of Tetsuo Hara. Then, suddenly, his eyes widened, and he jumped up from his seat.

“uh?!”

Then the eyes of the fishermen around him turned to him.

“What is it?”

“Hara’s review.”

“who? Hara, sir?”

“Who is Hara-sensei?”

“It’s Tetsuo Hara, Tetsuo Hara. Book of the North. Don’t you know that too?”

“Ah, I thought I heard that name somewhere.”

“But why suddenly Tetsuo Hara?

“The review of Boy Jump. Read this.”

Saying that, he offered a boy jump to the senior Aussie who was nearby.

Then one of the seniors accepted it, and the other fisherman said to him.

“Mukai, read it out loud. We want to know what it is.”

“Yeah.”

Mukai said so, clearing his throat slightly and opening his mouth.

“Well, let’s see. what was written ‘I am very envious of Morita, the family member of the studio who received Sunny’s illustration. Sunny teacher, who is treated as a star among cartoonists, makes it into a frame and sends it to her. A lot of jealousy. I will bully Morita in the future (laughs).”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Well, that would have been nice. If you received the illustration as a gift.”

“Yeah.”

However, unlike the words, the fishermen’s reaction is somewhat bitter.

Because of that, the youngest Eishi’s expression became strange.

“uh? Why is everyone reacting like that?”

“Why? What is your reaction?”

“The content of the review is great.”

“That’s great. I am envious.”

“right. Not great. I don’t know who Morita is, but he must be very fond of him.”

However, the youngest member, Eishi, who still felt that the reaction was not cool, was slightly distorted.

“No, you say it’s surprising, but why are you reacting like that?”

At that, the fishermen giggle and laugh.

The atmosphere is still unknown, which makes me even more puzzled.