1983 Past Life Manga King

Still, I said it was a secret, so I won’t ask.

But, I’m also curious.

* * *

a few days later.

An employee ran into Boy Hero’s editorial department and shouted.

“It’s a reversal, a reversal!”

His words surprised the staff.

“Reversal? Really?”

“Really, are you really upside down?”

“How many tickets are there?”

“I don’t know. It looks like Crash King won by a short shot.”

“Small car? Still, the fan base of Devil Virus seems to be quite strong. This story felt like Crash King had completely won.”

“It takes a little more time to turn the tide completely. Anyway, a reversal in a desperate situation, I think that alone is great.”

“Not great. Because nobody expected it to turn over. By the way, I’m curious to see how Nakaya-sensei, who has strong self-esteem, will react.”

“If that’s the case, over there.”

One of the staff chinked to one side.

People’s eyes turned.

And where their gaze reached, Kojima could be seen holding a phone and struggling.

Of course, it’s the same as usual, but today it’s worse.

One of the employees who saw it said with a smirk.

“Looking at the atmosphere, it seems that the news has already been delivered over there.”

“It is.”

“Oh, how pitiful, boy.”

“It’s too much. It’s not my friend’s fault.”

“Yes. The event itself was led by Mr. Nakaya. But you can’t take your anger out on Damdam.”

Everyone’s heads nodded at the same time.

And someone looked at it and said with a relieved expression.

“It’s a bit harsh when I say things like this, but honestly, Nakaya-sensei, I’m grateful every morning that I’m not in charge.”

“I also.”

“It’s me. If I were in charge of Nakaya-sensei, I would have withered to death.”

“Ugh, it’s kind of scary just thinking about it.”

“Am I going to dry up?”

“No, Nakaya-sensei’s bloody eyes.”

At that, everyone nodded again.

Then someone sneaked up to them and said,

“Don’t be grateful for that, and take care so that your teachers don’t get kicked out.”

Someone said it was the deputy editor.

But even to his words, one of the staff raised his nose and responded.

“My teacher is fine. Because they are protecting the middle rank.”

“Ugh, that’s pride. Boast.”

* * *

Suddenly, Izumi called. And she asked all over the place.

– Isn’t that too much?

“What do you mean?”

– Are you really asking because you don’t know?

What is this woman saying when she suddenly calls her?

She was absurd, but she asked calmly.

“Isn’t it something you should know a little about before and after?”

– Crash King.

“Why?”

A deep breath is heard over the phone in response to my answer.

What? What is this woman really doing?

– It’s really stupid. to get involved in a fight between us.

“What are you talking about, interfering?”

– Isn’t this story your work?

“No.”

– Really?

“No.”

Is this girl really crazy?

She’s suddenly suspicious of people without any basis and yes.

“On what basis are you asking such a question?”

– You mean she’s not real?

“No. How many times do I have to say it? Do I have to do a lie detector test?”

– ·········.

After not saying anything for a while, Izumi sighed again and said.

– I get it right now.

She said so and hung up her phone.

“Oh really. What is this woman?”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Without realizing it, I managed to resist the swearing that was about to come out.

Are you going to change your phone number right now?

Well, it would be useless as we’ll find out sooner rather than later.

Silver asked.

“What do you mean it’s not?”

“Didn’t I write the story of Crash King?”

“What?”

When he said that, his expression turned into an absurd expression, and then he laughed out loud.

“Well, it seems that the story suddenly became so interesting that I thought of you. Well, I understand.”

Then the fishermen intervened one by one.

“Honestly, we felt the same way. I think a teacher would have reversed the story that way.”

“Yes. It’s very similar to the way it proceeds.”

“Oh, I see. When I think that the teacher wrote it, I understand it at once.”

The fishermen look at me with strange eyes.

It was ridiculous and I laughed.

“Stop it. It’s not fun.”

“Well, there’s no reason for the teacher to help her.”

“Yes. Not even a Buddha.”

“That’s not a Buddha, it’s a fool.”

“is it?”

“Let’s just do verse one.”

The fishermen giggled at my words and went back to work on the manuscript.

I looked at it and looked towards Seon-hee.

Seonhee was working while pretending not to notice my gaze. Normally, I would have been absorbed in painting without even feeling my gaze.

this guy

there is really something

That was then.

The phone rang again.

When Sung Joon-hee answered the phone, she immediately looked at Seon-hee and said,

“Seonhee. telephone.”

Huh? Seonhee’s phone?

Maybe Sumirain?

Seon-hee answered the phone.

Then he said something in a low voice and immediately hung up the phone.

“Who is it? Sumire?”

“no.”

“Then who are you?”

“Secret.”

“······Secret?”

For a moment, all the fishermen’s eyes were focused on Seon-hee.

It’s been a secret before.

He turned his gaze to Sung Joon-hee.

I muttered who it was, and shrugged her shoulders saying I don’t know.

Huh? So it’s not even Mine?

Then she’s the only one who can guess.

She thought for a moment, then shook her head.

hey, maybe

When I looked back at Seon-hee, she was absorbed in painting as usual.

What were you really talking about?

Former rival (9)

Izumi, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly shouted.

“Guroda! water!”

A frowning old man approached, hastily filled a glass with water.

Then Izumi took it as if taking it and brought it to her mouth, and it swelled up.

Seeing this, the old man was startled.

“Oh, lady. slowly.”

However, even at the words of the old man, the water was gagging wildly and passing it down his throat. Then he placed the cup roughly with a loud ‘wow’ sound, as if he had drunk alcohol, and immediately wiped the area around her mouth.

The old man, startled by the noise, pulled out his handkerchief from his pocket and held it out.

“Lady, here is a handkerchief. It’s not clean, but even this.”

“Thank you.”

Saying so, he took the handkerchief the old man had extended and wiped his mouth.

“Lady, excitement is not good for your skin either. Calm down.”

Nodding her head at those words, Izumi took a deep breath and calmed her mind. Then she handed the old man her handkerchief again.

Seeing that his expression had calmed down, the old man accepted it and took a few steps back with a relieved expression.

Izumi leaned in a comfortable position on her sofa, her arms crossed.

And then she soon fell into her thoughts.

Her eyebrows trembled as she soon recalled the story she had heard from the building staff.

‘A reporter from a magazine called Weekly Rumors came to visit.’

‘Let’s have a magazine? For what?’

‘They said they were interviewing a cartoonist in the basement.’

‘take?’

‘Yeah. That’s right.’

Weekly rumors.

It was the first magazine I had ever heard of.

I was curious what kind of magazine it was, so I looked it up, and it was just a third-class magazine.

The dark private life of celebrities and such a place to dig.

Sales volume was not very high.

It was the kind of place that made sense that he didn’t know at all.

But what did a reporter from such a place come to cover an anonymous cartoonist?

Leaving behind a famous cartoonist that the public knows.

At first glance, it didn’t make sense.

This time, I called a magazine called Rumors that week.

According to the staff there, there was only one person here.

Her name is Atsuko Mine.

She tried to talk to her, but she wasn’t there.

When I asked, it seemed that there were no cases where it was usually attached to a magazine.

They used her experts to do her research on her and found out that her family ran a small magazine.

It was a fairly small magazine company, but it is said that it has grown considerably with the success of a recently published book.

When I looked at the book, it seemed that some of the bestsellers that came out recently came from there.

However, as I researched, I discovered something quite interesting.

The fact that the original novel that became the driving force for the publishing company’s full-fledged growth was the fact that it was published in Korea.

Of course, there’s nothing special about it.

Even though the level of Korea is lower than that of Japan, I heard that a lot of comic books are published, so there can be quite a few decent works.

But that wasn’t the problem.

It was the fact that the story writer of the original manga was Tengen.

At this point, I can only think of that reporter having a relationship with the Tengen and Sunny siblings in some way.

Of course, it is vague to conclude by that alone, but nonetheless, it can only be said that it is too cunning.

In any case, it is understandable if you expect it to be.

It was only then that I realized why the story of Crash King took a sudden turn.

Then yes.

She thought so, and she called Tengen, and she questioned him.

However, she seemed to have no idea what was going on. So she was momentarily perplexed.