1983 Past Life Manga King

Saying that, Daebong Lee clicked his tongue.

Personally, I don’t have any good feelings for the woman who drew Crash King, though, frankly, she doesn’t care anyway.

And when she got the next week she had a change in Crash King.

Suddenly, the story began to unfold.

She nodded her head with the expression that Daebong Lee, who was looking at Tsubasa, the boy Jiro had sent to him, came to the studio and said it was as expected.

“Well, it looks like it’s going to end like this. I can see the story progressing so quickly.”

“I saw it differently.”

At my words, Daebong Lee tilted her head.

“how?”

“It’s like organizing the characters.”

“Isn’t that meant to end the story?”

“Well. Doesn’t that mean that we want to lead our own story with only important characters?”

“A unique story?”

“uh. To be honest, while watching Crash King, I was distracted because there were so many characters. And to be honest, it resembled Machine Gun Jack’s character, but because of the sense of disparity, it was awkward the entire time I watched it. If it were me, I wouldn’t have done it this way, but there were a lot of things that I did.”

At that, Daebong Lee nodded her head.

“Actually, after listening to what you said, I think it was a bit like that. A strange sense of heterogeneity that something is the same, yet different. It seems that the process was unnatural by forcing the characters to mix.”

“Well, it’s just a consequential statement. Anyway, except for the king in the title, I think I’m going to clean up everything and start over.”

“Um, I heard it… So, have my expectations been completely wrong? The two of them have a relationship.”

“Well.”

Until last week, I thought Lee Dae-bong was right, but now I’m a little confused.

Then she said with a sneer at Silver.

“Anyway, as far as I know, he did it all by himself.”

“No, I thought there was a relationship.”

“Are you Detective Colombo?”

“It’s strange.”

Lee Dae-bong tilted his head.

* * *

next week.

Izumi raised the phone and shouted.

“No, how did this happen? Is it true that I told you to end the series within a month?”

– ·········.

Izumi’s face went red.

“No, I didn’t write it, so what are you talking about?!”

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Izumi hung up the phone, screaming.

Grateful with her excited face, she sat down on her sofa and buried her body in her back.

Izumi, who had been sitting like that for a while, stroked her sofa with her hand. She and then she soon got the look she didn’t like her again.

“Kuroda!”

Then her old man who was standing in the corner of her living room approached her.

“Yes, lady.”

Izumi stood up from her sofa, looked down at her sofa, and frowned.

“Exchange this for something else. I don’t like the feel.”

“That means that she likes the lady yesterday….”

“Anyway, I don’t like today. Replace it with the one that came in yesterday. You know what?”

At that, the old man nodded her head.

“Yes sir.”

As soon as the old man left, some men came in. Then she carefully picked up her sofa and went out.

That’s right, the price of this sofa is the highest that they can’t even buy with their annual salary.

Anyway, in the midst of all that, Izumi went to her window and sat down on a rocking chair.

She thought for a moment, scratching her body, then got up again after a moment.

Meanwhile, her staff were bringing a new sofa.

As her staff left, she sat there and picked up her phone again.

“Guroda.”

“Yeah. miss.”

“Hey, what’s your phone number?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“Crash, that.”

“You’re talking about Kamiya-sensei.”

“Because I don’t even know the name. And what the teacher. Anyway, give me your number.”

At Izumi’s words, the old man took her little notebook out of her pocket and she began to rummage quickly.

*

A quiet basement room.

In the quiet place, only the squeaking sound of the pen was coming in.

The original several desks were now in a state of being left alone. And there, there was a single woman who was engrossed in the painting.

Soon the phone rang.

Startled by the sudden loud noise, the rabbit girl stopped and looked at the phone.

She looked at it and thought for a moment, then she soon picked up the receiver and spoke in a low voice.

“······Yeah.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

– Why are you getting this so late!

I stopped at the sound of screaming.

Then she frowned, understanding who her opponent was.

– uh? Hello?

“Yes, I am listening.”

– I thought the phone was disconnected.

The other party grumbled.

“By the way, for some reason…”

– You don’t know?

“I don’t know…”

– you really······. Hmm, didn’t you hear from the publisher about ending the series anyway?

“I heard that…”

– Did you hear that? But why does the story go like this? Are you really going to finish the series?

“·················ogue.”

– uh? Why are you so hot again? Are you really going to finish it?

“I’m sorry.”

At the rabbit girl’s words, the other person’s harsh voice softened slightly.

– sorry? Yeah, from your point of view, I’m sorry. Because now the result looks like this. My manga rankings are messed up, so it’s only natural for you to think like that…

“It’s not that, it’s a serialization.”

– What?

“I want to end this… do not have.”

At those words, the voice over the phone was cut off for a moment. Then, along with the harsh breathing, the sound just before the explosion of irritation came over.

“What are you talking about! you don’t want to end it You want to joke with me now!”

– I’m not kidding. I can never stop doing this. And to be honest, the situation got worse…

Then, after a short pause, he opened his mouth again.

“Honestly, it’s because of Nakaya-san, not my fault.”

– what!

“It was Nakaya-san’s fault that the story was duplicated.”

– You really…

He felt so angry that a gentle crackling could be heard over the phone.

– You…, that’s because you didn’t direct the story well. I didn’t write the continuity. I just passed on the story. I’ve never been told to do it like that. So you are the problem…

“Honestly, I liked the directing side more. Shouldn’t that be acknowledged?”

– Ha. What?

The absurd expression on your face is good in front of you.

Perhaps the color of the face has changed.

Of course, I’ve never seen such an angry face in person, so it’s hard to remember exactly.

– Are you arguing with me now?

Is it because I’m not looking at your face?

Somehow I got more courage.

“I’m not arguing, I’m telling the truth. To be honest, if it wasn’t for me, my grades wouldn’t have gone up again. In the end, it was because of Nakaya-san that his popularity fell again.”

– ······you really.

“And, frankly, I think Nakaya-san draws quickly and has a good sense of drawing. But, that’s all. It’s not that cartoonists are successful just because they draw.”

– Are you crazy? Do you think you are in a position to discipline me now?

But the rabbit girl didn’t finish her words.

“Isn’t it because you’re jealous of me that you’re trying to force me to stop serializing now?”

– ·········.

“Because my manga is better…”

– stop!

After saying that, after a while, I heard the sound of taking a deep breath.

Soon, a calm voice was heard again.

– Okay, okay!

At those words, the rabbit girl stopped.

“You know, what do you mean?”

– I want to know what you’re trying to say.

“·················ogue.”

– So, you’re saying your skills are better.

“······Yeah.”

– You speak very well. It’s ridiculous, but well, since you said that, let’s do it.

“What?”

– We want to decide who is better by a showdown.

“·················ogue.”

At the sudden offer, the rabbit girl stopped with her eyes wide open.

But the conversation continued on the phone.

– I have pride, too, but I can’t get over it after hearing you say things like that. So, let’s have a fight.

The rabbit girl slowly opened her mouth with a bewildered expression.

“Should I finish the series soon?”

– I’ll extend it. And I’ll figure out how to fight. So, keep on serializing those good-natured cartoons. And soon I’ll put an end to it.

“······I know.”

I said that and hung up the phone.

And soon the phone rang again.

When I answered the phone, I heard a squeaky sound.

– Why don’t you hang up the phone the way you want! I have to quit first!

“Yes, yes.”

As soon as the bunny girl said that, the phone hung up.

She put the phone down and the bunny girl bit her teeth right away.

*

a few days later.

The editorial staff of Boy Hero gathered and started talking.

“Really?”

“Because it is. A real fight.”

“what? Is that really possible? Are the magazines different?”

“It seems that the editor-in-chief was talking to the editor of the Boys Tsubasa side. And they said that the way to win is through postcards. Because the questionnaire is a bit strange.”

“Postcard? Send postcards to supporters on both sides?”

“It’s not like that, it looks like we’re doing it this way. So, we’re sending it to our editorial department. I’m asking you to write who’s funny. If Crash King is fun, write Crash King. If it’s a devil virus, you can write it as devil virus.”

“Are you going to participate because it’s bothering you?”

“I bet the goods. I’ll pick 10 people who send them out and give them a Walkman.”

At that, another employee opened her mouth wide and was surprised.

“Wow, the editor-in-chief is huge. It’s not a magazine as a whole, but it’s a good product for a simple event.”

“What is he saying now? It is not given by our publisher.”

“Then, who gives? Boy Tsubasa?”

“No, from the Nakaya Group.”

“Nakaya… a group? Maybe at Nakaya-sensei’s house?”

“okay. Originally, 100 people were selected and placed on TV, refrigerator, Walkman, etc., but it seems that the editor-in-chief said it was too much. Still, this event was pretty good in terms of publicity for the magazine, so it seems like he accepted it at once.”

“Hey, after all, you’re a girl from a great conglomerate. Nakaya-sensei.”

“So.”

“By the way, why are you dealing with a cartoonist? such a person.”

“It’s a hobby. hobby.”

“It’s a hobby. Ordinary people like us will not understand even if they die.”

“Yeah.”

“By the way, doesn’t work increase because of a lot of postcards?”

“uh? That’s right. Damn, if that happens, you’ll be late for work again.”

Then one of the team leaders who had been listening to their conversation approached and said,