1983 Past Life Manga King

Seonhee is also standing and looking at me with a strange gaze.

Was he worried about me too?

Oh, by the way, did you go out to buy sweets?

Come to think of it, Shintaro has left a bag of sweets at home.

Well, I can’t help it.

“You didn’t even buy snacks?”

“I forgot.”

“What are you doing forgot?”

“Yeah.”

“brother!”

After yelling like that, I was shocked to see Shintaro sneaking around looking behind me.

“Oh, a guest has arrived.”

She covered her mouth and smiled awkwardly, then looked at me with an axe’s eye and spoke in a low voice.

“Oppa, if you have guests with you, you tell them.”

“Did you give me a chance to talk?”

“…Is that so?”

However, as soon as Shintaro came in, she looked around with wide-eyed eyes and opened her mouth.

Then he looked at me and asked.

“Hey, isn’t this the studio? A cartoonist studio.”

“right.”

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suspicious person (4)

Shintaro looks at me with a puzzled expression. She was in a completely different place from what she expected, so it seems that she is speechless.

Haha, I couldn’t have predicted that the place where I was working was a studio.

It’s strange to expect that they do dark things though.

If you really thought so, why did you follow me?

Do you think that you are close enough to risk your own life?

Or is it a Japanese-specific sentiment?

“Is this a real manga artist studio?”

Shintaro looked around and asked in a cautious voice.

“Because that’s right. Have you been deceived?”

“Uh, I thought it was strange because you knew manga so well, but you still have a relationship like this.”

“Yeah. To be honest, I was a little surprised when I met him too.”

Shintaro smiled awkwardly at my words.

Kyung-hee, who was watching Shintaro and me chatting like that, continues to stare at Shintaro. Shintaro looks at me with a tense expression on her whether it’s burdensome to look at her like that.

But then, as if she remembered something, Kyung Hee clapped and shouted.

“uh? Wasn’t that person before? When cleaning the neighborhood…”

“right.”

“I already knew.”

When Seon-hee spoke as if muttering, Kyung-hee scolded him.

“Do you know that everyone is like you? I have a pretty good memory too! My grades are not bad enough.”

Why are you suddenly talking about sex?

Anyway, whether she shouts like that or not, Seon-hee looks like she doesn’t really care.

Kyung-hee, who was acting as if she was trying to say something more while looking at that figure, took a deep breath and shrugged his shoulders. Then he turned to Shintaro and me and asked.

“Did you just become close with the Japanese uncle?”

After saying that, without giving me time to answer, I immediately smiled and greeted Shintaro in Japanese.

“Good morning. I saw you earlier this morning. when cleaning”

Kyunghee pretends to brush her teeth hard.

Then Shintaro suddenly greeted him with a surprised expression.

“Oh, you are.”

After saying that, she looked at me and Seon-hee in turn and spoke again.

“By the way, there. You speak Japanese well. What kind of relationship with Yunhwan…”

“It’s a relationship, it’s embarrassing.”

“Yeah?”

“It’s just siblings. The kid working over there is my twin.”

“Ah.”

I’m not too surprised about that part because I was already noticing that the two of them looked the same when they came in. The fact that we are brothers and sisters seems more strange than that.

“So, are the siblings working in the same studio?”

“right.”

“Then………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

“right.”

“The teacher doesn’t seem to be staying here.”

“Teacher? cartoonist?”

“uh. When I looked at the building, the lights upstairs were turned off.”

I mean, it’s just that our brothers and sisters seem to be cleaning up the studio after work.

Of course, I didn’t say that directly.

So he laughed and said.

“The teacher…. You are in the studio now.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“okay?”

So, I ask around and look around.

And with your eyes, ‘Where are you? Where?’

When I chinked at Seon-hee, he stopped. Then he immediately opened his eyes wide and made a puzzled expression.

Then he looks behind Seon-hee.

What’s behind this man?

But, this is pretty fun.

Thinking like that, Kyunghee, who was looking at Shintaro’s appearance, said with a smirk.

“Yes. Seonhee went to manga.”

“Sun-hee…?”

“Yes, in Japan, it is called Sunny. Oh, you don’t know?”

After saying that, Kyunghee looks at me and tilts her head.

I don’t know.

look at that look

It’s just one step before falling into shock.

By the way, talking too quickly is no fun. Write.

“Didn’t you even tell me what this place is doing when you bring the guests?”

“I was only talking about what, where I work.

“Ugh, if I had said it beforehand, I wouldn’t have even cleaned it.”

“This is clean enough, what?”

“It’s not like the public sees it.”

“OK. Because I know this guy well. I have experience in this industry.”

“Really?”

“okay.”

Saying that, I glanced at Shintaro.

Shintaro still had his mouth open and a blank expression on his face as if he had not yet recovered from the shock.

Ugh, saliva is about to come out of his mouth.

However, Shintaro’s open mouth begins to move little by little.

And he seems to be saying something.

“Sunny…, Sunny….”

He looks like a zombie and keeps muttering the same words over and over.

“What is it?”

He flinched at my question and immediately looked at me with a hopeful expression and asked.

“I’m sure it’s not the Sunny I know, right?”

“Does your brother know Sunny? Samsara?”

“Yeah, yes.”

“right. That Sunny.”

“Collock! Cologne!”

Suddenly, he coughed violently, as if he had contracted acute pneumonia.

“Come on, go to sleep. Come on, keep going.”

Shintaro, who had lost his consciousness, took a glass of water from Kyung-hee and drank it.

And as soon as the cough subsided, he sighed and looked back at us all with still amazed eyes.

“Really, is this writer Samsara, Sunny’s studio?”

“uh. right.”

“My brother writes stories. You didn’t even know that.”

“Sto……….”

“Put your eyes out.”

“·················ogue.”

Shintaro slumped to the floor as if his legs had loosened.

After a while.

“I hope you are the author of Tengen, and then Sunny’s studio……. I still can’t believe it.”

Shintaro said so and shook his head.

“I was reading Samsara until now. I really feel like I’m losing my mind and dreaming while watching a cartoon.”

“Can I pinch you?”

“No, I’ve already pinched it a few times. So it’s okay.”

“You act fast.”

“I’m kinda like that.”

Saying that, Shintaro, who had not yet come to his senses, smiled with open eyes.

“Hyung, I thought about the continuity I saw earlier, no, the name. Hyung, how about making a story with that setting?”

“With that?”

“uh.”

My answer becomes a face that is difficult to understand.

“Didn’t I say that wasn’t fun?”

“It did.”

“Then why?”

“You said it before at your brother’s house. I like the setting more than the fun. It would be difficult to throw away such a precious setting.”

“·················ogue.”

“Would you like to play with me?”

I am shocked by that statement.

How many times are you surprised by this gentleman today?

“Are you going to help with the story?”

“okay. It’s a drawing, because hyung is good at drawing. you should do it Of course, the characters and directing will have to work harder.”

Even though he said that, he still had a dreamy expression on his face.

“Can it be my picture?”

“As long as the story is okay, that’s enough. To be honest, there are a lot of popular cartoons that are a mess when you look at the pictures alone.”

“That’s it, though.”

“When are you leaving work?”

“Oh, it was originally half past four. I have to work an extra 1.5 hours unconditionally, so I leave work at 6pm. By the way, the only time I actually get off work is on a Wednesday. I usually leave work at 8 o’clock with an extra two hours.”

My sister worked similar to this in the past, so I know it well.

At this point, the start time will probably be around 7:30 or 8:00 at the latest.

You will have to be tied to the company all day.

“Then come on weekdays after work. And will you finish early on Saturday?”

“uh. half past four.”

“Come on Sunday.”

“Is that okay?”

“okay. If it goes well later, I’ll pay you back.”

“Okay. Then how much…”

“You have to be successful. And you have to live with your family again.”

I suddenly burst into tears at those words.

At that time, Kyung-hee, who came out of the kitchen with coffee and snacks, looks at me like that.

“No, what did you say to the guest who had come so much…”

“Oh, no. It’s just because I’m grateful.”

“·················ogue.”

“I will try my best. And if you have something to do, do it. If it’s a manga, I’ll still be of great help.”

“The fishermen here are good.”

“Oh, yes. Samsara painting. Oh, I went too far.”

“He just needs to focus on his cartoons.”

“Okay.”

Saying so, he smiles awkwardly.

*

the next morning.

I stopped walking to the front door of the studio.