1983 Past Life Manga King

“relation?”

“okay. Crash King, with the person who drew this.”

Former rival (4)

I stopped at Lee Dae-bong’s words.

It was weird, but I didn’t think about it that far.

“I mean, are you two friends?”

At my question, Daebong Lee folded his arms and shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, I don’t know what it’s like to be friendly.”

Silver said with a frown at those words.

“He just said he was in a relationship.”

“You said you were in a relationship, you didn’t say you were friends.”

“No friendship, just relationship?”

Silver nodded at my words.

“I will. That girl, you said she was a very proud woman. It’s hard to think of such a person being so friendly with other comic book thieves.”

At that, Silver smiled with an absurd expression.

“How do you predict that? You are no mind reader.”

“As I said before, pirates never understand.”

“You are this child!”

As Silver jumps up from his seat, wondering if he is really angry this time, Daebong Lee quickly steps back and goes out to the living room. Silver is ready to jump out at any time depending on the reaction.

Lee Dae-bong was still quite fast in running, so he showed confidence in her escape.

It’s a bit odd that she’s confident in such a humiliating thing.

Daebong Lee shouted at Silver.

“Tuk, it’s an act of force!”

“You have to be right!”

“You noisy thug!”

“what!”

When Silver screams, he opens the back door and walks out.

Incredible speed too.

I don’t know why I keep calling for a name while being so scared.

By the way, I’m going to put some of her shoes on.

Silver picked up Lee Dae-bong’s shoes and looked outside.

Lee Dae-bong’s expression as he went out of her lawn turned into tears as he looked back at it.

* * *

“Aww, that’s annoying!”

“Why are you doing this, lady?”

She was asked by an old man who had not yet held her breath properly, thanks to which she suddenly ran because of Izumi’s beckoning her to come quickly.

“It’s because I said useless things.”

“Are you saying it’s useless?”

Izumi, who was trembling at the old man’s question, stopped. Then she answered with a calm expression on her face.

“Well, you don’t have to know Kuroda. Anyway, get me some tea. I want to see if the work is going well.”

The old man nodded her head to see if he understood.

“Okay.”

*

The car stopped in front of a skyscraper in downtown Tokyo.

After a while, Izumi and the old man entered the building and tried to enter the central entrance. Then a young security guard in a blue uniform quickly approached and stopped the two of them.

“How did you get here?”

“Are you new?”

“Yeah?”

“I have to go in now.”

“But it’s difficult.”

Then a middle-aged security guard ran to their place. Then he grabbed the young guard and pulled him back.

As the road opened, a middle-aged security guard bowed his head to Izumi.

“Sorry. It’s because I’m a freshman who hasn’t worked in a while.”

At that time, other employees flocked to the area. Then he bows his head to Izumi.

For a moment, the young employee bowed his head with a puzzled expression.

But Izumi waved her hand with her sullen expression.

“Well, okay.”

Saying so, she went inside, and her old man who was by her side followed her.

And when that figure disappeared from view, one of the female staff hurried to the information desk. Then she picked up the phone and spoke quickly.

“emergency! The lady is here!”

Izumi and the old man passed the elevator and entered the emergency exit. And then it went down.

When I reached the third basement floor, I opened the door and walked straight down the hallway until I reached the door at the end.

As soon as you open the door, you see a bright light at the end of the pile of various objects.

As she and the old man approached the place, a woman who recognized them stood up.

“Are you here?”

A woman saying hello to Izumi.

It was the rabbit girl.

“Isn’t the studio a bit uncomfortable?”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“No. Thank you for providing such a work space.”

“Then I’m happy.”

Izumi looked around her.

The four desks opposite the rabbit girl’s desk were empty.

“What about fish?”

“Today is a day off. It’s four times a week.”

“Well, if that’s enough, a weekly series shouldn’t be a problem. I asked the publishing house to call out some good professional fishermen, but are your skills okay?”

“Yeah. It’s okay. Even though it’s not a general background, it captures the details well. Anyway, thank you for doing this job.”

“What thanks, between us.”

She says so and laughs.

Then she laughed along with the rabbit girl.

“How many years has it been since you moved to Tokyo?”

“Yeah. Four years.”

“Now is the time to settle in.”

“Yeah.”

“I still remember how much you helped me back when I almost punctured my manuscript.”

“What. At that time, Nakaya-san paid a lot of money for the manuscript, so with that money I got an office and assistants and started manga.”

“Did you say you did original work at first?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you going to tell me more about it then? I wonder.”

At Izumi’s words, the rabbit girl nodded her head.

“Yeah. However, it was not popular, so the serialization ended early. The picture is fine. He said he lacked a sense of story. However, I have a strong point in imitation of drawing, so at that time the person in charge asked me to draw a manga similar to Samsara…”

The bunny girl, who had stopped talking like that, immediately looked at Izumi.

But she responded that Izumi was interesting.

“so? After all, was that zombie ninja or something like that?”

“A zombie samurai.”

“Oh right. Zombie Samurai.”

“Yeah. Yes.”

“Were you popular back then?”

“Yeah. The response was unexpectedly good, so I was a little surprised too. However, I got caught in the trap set by Sunny, and the story in the second half got twisted up, and that’s how it ended.”

“Have you no longer contacted the publisher?”

“Yeah.”

“Right.”

As Izumi gave her sympathetic gaze, the rabbit girl gave her a bitter expression.

At first, it was a series that started at the recommendation of the editor in charge, and it got quite a lot of attention thanks to Samsara, but eventually it was ruined by Samsara.

In the end, I didn’t have the money to run the office, so I got out of there, and was barely living with a doll part-time job.

After that, her autograph event completely destroyed her hope that she would be able to draw her manga again.

But again, her Izumi helped her.

Izumi decided everything about the story and the way it unfolded, but there were no complaints.

Her studio was saved by her Izumi, and her quarrel was paid by her, so there is no burden on her.

She is grateful that now she can just do her manga again.

So, while her bunny girl was immersed in her thoughts, Izumi clapped her hands.

“Oh. I forgot.”

“···········?”

“The dragon that came today.”

“Are you a dragon? What is it?”

“I’m trying to edit the story a bit. Crash King.”

The story wasn’t bad. But what are you trying to fix?

As she thought so, she looked at Izumi.

“They are clones of the Devil Virus.”

“Ah yes.”

“That’s because I wanted to increase the weight a little more.”

“Do you mean more?”

“okay. It would be nice if the weight of the characters in Machine Gun Jack could be reduced.”

That said, it tells the story.

And after she finished talking, she asked Izumi with a smile.

“What do you think?”

“Ah. that······.”

After hearing her story, the rabbit girl’s expression became subtle.

To be honest, Izumi’s story was somewhat distracting and boring.

“Not funny?”

“It is not. After all, the old story isn’t bad.”

“·······I like this better.”

“When I think about it, I think the new story is better.”

“right?”

Having said that, Izumi immediately turned her body around as if the business was over.

“Then, take care of the rest.”

“Ah yes.”

And Izumi got out of there.

After a while, the emergency exit door opened and Izumi and the old man came out of the hall on the first floor. However, there were a lot of people at the entrance of the hall.

Looking at the clothes, it looks like they are employees.

And from there came the angry voice of a middle-aged man.

“Where the hell did you go?!”

“You must have been there before.”

“So, if you went up in the elevator, you should have gotten a call from somewhere. Did you deliver it properly?”

“Yeah. I called every floor.”

“But where the hell did you disappear?”

“We do that too.”

“Indeed, at the busiest time . . .”

“I’m sorry I came here at such a busy time.”

“What are you saying……. Oh, girl!”

The sudden appearance of Izumi surprised the middle-aged man with her hair off.

“It’s been a while, Director.”

At Izumi’s greeting, the man named Issa stiffened for a moment. And then he replied with an awkward smile.

“Ah yes. Good morning. You’ve been healthy all this time.”

“I’m not old enough to hear that.”

“Ah, sorry.”

She said so and bowed her head. Then the shiny middle-aged head appeared in front of me.

Seeing this, Izumi frowned slightly, then turned her body to her front door and started walking. Her staff ran around her like her, took her seat, lined her up, and greeted her politely.

* * *

Boy Hero Editorial Department.

“Devil Virus, 3rd place!”

When an employee shouted, everyone’s eyes turned to him.

“Really?”

“Wow, wasn’t the middle rank outside the top 10 just a few weeks ago?”

“Your grades have been going up lately. Were you in 7th place last week?”

“It was sixth.”

“By the way, you’re in third place again this week?”

“okay. There is not much difference in votes from the second-ranked serious man.”

“After all, is it because of that cartoon? Crash King.”

“I will. Crash King’s interest is high right now. The paintings are very similar, so it feels like two artists are serializing in one work.”

“It is said that it gets scorned from all sides, but it seems to be popular nonetheless.”