1983 Past Life Manga King

“Hey there, Fukami-sensei. I have come.”

“·················ogue.”

“Fukami-sensei, snacks……. Ah. I forgot.”

Having said that, he turned his gaze to me, found a paper bag in my hand, took it as if to steal it, and turned to Fukami again.

“Here, I brought a snack. Teacher.”

Did you react to the word snack?

Seonhee turned her gaze to Izumi first.

Then Fukami lifts her head and turns to look at her Izumi.

“Ah, I’m here.”

After answering that, she looked at Seon-hee and tapped her desk with her finger.

like to focus.

Then, Seon-hee turned her gaze away and concentrated on the painting. Then we continued the conversation about the painting again.

“This one feels like it’s sloppy. right. That feeling.”

There was still an incomprehensible conversation going on.

However, Izumi’s hand, standing next to her, was trembling. And his expression becomes serious again.

However, unlike her usual appearance, she is very restrained.

He said he was Fukami’s disciple, but he doesn’t seem to be able to get promoted in front of his master.

No, are you a real disciple?

Anyway, Izumi, who had been watching the two of them for a while, soon sat down in the center of her room. And then she beckoned to me.

“You sit here too. Do not stand.”

I looked down at her for a moment as she said that, and then she sat down with me.

Izumi places her paper bag on the table in the center of her and pulls out a bunch of stuff inside.

It is a western confectionery that is well packaged individually.

She laid it out neatly on the table.

But at the sound of rustling vinyl, Seon-hee flinched and glanced around.

That guy.

Again, the instinct of food craving has been revived.

Anyway, as she continued to glance over the table, Fukami seemed to be concerned, too, and she immediately raised her body with a ‘whoo’ sound and said:

“Let’s do it this far.”

After saying that, Seon-hee got up from her seat as if she had been waiting, came to us, took a seat, and sat down.

Then, as if Fukami couldn’t do it, he scratched her head and walked over to the table and sat down.

Is it because of that look?

At that moment, Izumi’s expression softened a little.

Then she smiled and said to Fukami.

“Sir, the house is very clean. What have you been up to?”

“I thought I had to be strong.”

“I have to do my best…, why?”

“Because I want to teach someone with an endless talent, even a little, properly.”

“Then, who has that talent?”

Izumi put on a look of expectation.

But when his finger points to Seon-hee and says, she immediately looks disappointed.

“Here, my friend.”

“·················ogue.”

“Oh, do you know? He seemed to be famous for being Sunny.”

“I do know. They are also serialized by the same publishing house.”

“Is that so?”

Having said that, he looked back at Seon-hee, who was staring intently at the cookie, and nodded his head.

Seon-hee looked at the sweets and looked at me and she asked in a low voice.

“Can I eat this?”

She asked in Korean, but Fukami smiled and nodded her head to make sure she understood what she meant.

“Eat if you want to. Are you fine?”

“Ah yes. It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Izumi’s expression doesn’t look very good.

But with that or not, as soon as Seon-hee gave her permission, she eagerly opened the bag and started pushing it into her mouth. Like someone who starved for a few days.

Seeing that, Izumi’s expression frowned even more.

Hagi, I heard that this is a specially ordered cookie, but Seon-hee is eating it without noticing it.

But there is no reason for me to understand Izumi.

“But what happened today? He was so confident.”

“······that’s.”

What happened between the two of you in the past?

I looked at him with a curious expression, and Izumi hesitated for a moment, conscious of that day, and spoke in a quiet voice.

“Can’t we talk about that later?”

“Well, yes. It’s been a long time coming, so there’s no need to talk about discomfort.

“·················ogue.”

“Anyway, I am tired today. I was excited to see people sucking in teaching like this, and I concentrated on it. Do you have time tomorrow?”

When I asked her looking at me, she nodded her head.

“Yeah.”

“Then let’s do the rest tomorrow. It seems like I will be able to teach you almost everything you need by tomorrow.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Yeah. Okay.”

“Still, it’s great. I thought I’d be teaching for more than a week. He understands the principles quickly and has a good imagination, so there is no need for further explanation, so there is no need to practice. The concentration is great too. If I had only supported my stamina, I would have been able to teach everyone today.”

Saying that, he sticks his tongue out looking at Seon-hee, who is still inhaling sweets.

Izumi, who had a slightly frown on her expression as if she didn’t like that kind of gaze, smiled and sneaked in.

“There, sir. Actually, there is something I want to tell you.”

“You can tell me here.”

“Yeah? But, a little.”

“Then don’t do it.”

“······no. I will.”

After she replied, she glanced at me, and then she spoke again.

“I need your help.”

“My help? Didn’t you say you don’t need it anymore?”

“I’m sorry for what happened back then. So, please help me.”

It’s no big deal for that woman to say she’s sorry with her mouth.

It seems that a man named Fukami is definitely great.

“Why did you suddenly change your mind? Did you have a rival who set you on fire?”

“·················ogue.”

“Is that really the case? I’m interested too. Who is it?”

At Fukami’s words, Izumi glances back at Seonhee. Then, while she was eating her sweets, her Seon-hee felt her gaze on Izumi and looked at her.

“···········?”

Fukami, who looked at the two of them alternately, was startled.

“What is this, my friend?”

At that, Izumi’s expression hardened and she nodded her head.

“Yeah.”

“Hey, this is fun.”

“why?”

“Honestly, I think it’s a bit exaggerated to call you rivals with your skills.”

She said so and she laughed out loud.

Seeing that, Izumi was perplexed.

“Seo, sir.”

“Well, the higher the skill of the rival, the better.”

“So, help from the teacher.”

“Try hard. If I risk my life, I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to become a rival of this friend.”

She said so and laughed again.

At that moment, Izumi’s expression contorted without mercy.

The world is wide and there are many talented people (8)

Izumi’s expression stiffened as she sat in the back seat of the large luxury sedan.

Then the old man who had glanced at her from her driver’s seat carefully opened her mouth.

“Girl, shall we leave now?”

“·················ogue.”

“miss.”

“Don’t leave yet.”

“Yes sir.”

After answering that, the old man looked forward again.

Izumi started biting the thumb of her right hand, still keeping her gaze out of her window.

She bit her nails like that from time to time whenever she felt uneasy, but it was a habit she hadn’t done in years.

A different look immediately appeared in her eyes.

She saw the two siblings coming out of Fukami’s house.

Tengen and Sunny.

Recalling that she had just been humiliated at Fukami’s house, she unknowingly bit her lip.

And as soon as she saw Sunny, she felt a sense of shame that she wasn’t a genius, but that she might be an ordinary person.

I didn’t like the fact that I’ve always felt impatient since the two siblings appeared.

Tengen’s gaze, which had come out of her at that time, came to the car she was riding in and touched her.

She would have remembered this car too.

However, soon he turned his gaze away and started walking towards the road with Sunny.

He frowned again at the sight and said to the old man.

“Guroda.”

“Yes, lady.”

“Look a little closer to those people.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

The old man who answered so drove the car in the direction the two of them were walking. Then he approached them and set his pace.

Tengen and Sunny turn around to see if they are concerned when a car suddenly approaches and moves at the same speed.

Then Izumi in the back seat lowered her car window.

“Hey.”

Sunny is still murmuring in her hand the western confectionary she had taken with her earlier. Seeing that made me even more annoyed.

These are high-end sweets that are ordered separately from the most famous handmade confectionery in Tokyo.

However, he didn’t like the way he ate them as if they were sweets in a local grocery store.

I thought so, then I heard a voice.

“why?”

When Tengen asked, Izumi regained her consciousness and shifted her gaze to her again. And then he said as if tossing.

“Let’s talk.”

“do it.”

“Don’t do this.”

“If it is a long story, it is a specification.”

“why?”

“Because I have nothing to say.”

His chattering tone is offensive, but if he is temperamental, she won’t be able to hear any more.

Izumi said as she shook her head with a look of helplessness.

“Then do you want to get in the car?”

At that, Tengen glanced down at the car.

Sunny also looks at the car with a curious expression.

Seeing that, Izumi grinned.

I’m looking for a good car.

She thought so, she said.

“Where are you going? Even outside Tokyo is fine. Is this a hotel?”

“Kidou, this is the teacher’s house.”

“Ah. Then it’s close. Come on ride.”

As she speaks with a smile of her own, Tengen turns to look at Sunny.

how will we do it? what kind of look

Then Sunny nodded her head and opened her mouth.

But she was Korean, so she couldn’t understand it at all.

But she soon answered, as Tengen turned to her Izumi.

“Well, then we would be grateful.”

Having said that, the old man in the driver’s seat hurriedly got off and opened the back door.

Izumi went deep into her back seat.

Then, when Seon-hee tried to get into the car first, she said Izumi.

“From you.”

“Yeah?”

“I have to talk to you, so I ask you to ride first.”

“Can we still talk?”

Having said that, Sunny rides first.

Sunny comes in with her expressionless face and she takes a seat in the center. Then Tengen came in and sat down.