1983 Past Life Manga King

“Yes, of course…”

As one of the officers was about to answer, Izumi gave her an impression, and she called the old man standing at the door.

“Guroda.”

“Yes, lady.”

The old man answered and opened the door.

Then the staff who was waiting outside crawled inside.

A man shuddered at the positions of the people in the conference room came in and shrugged his shoulders.

Then Izumi said to him.

“Tell me that again.”

“Ah yes. Okay.”

The employee bowed his head and answered, then opened his mouth.

“The promotion of this machine gun jack has increased sales of related products.”

“And?”

“And with the profits from the performances and the promotions from them, the company’s brand image ranking has risen by two places.”

At that, the executives in the conference room were startled and began to murmur.

“quiet.”

As her room became quiet again at Izumi’s words, Izumi nodded her head and beckoned her staff to do more.

“Especially, the response from the TV side has been very good, so the PR team is also recommending that we increase advertisements using cartoon characters in the future.

“good. Then go out.”

“Yeah.”

When the staff bowed her head to say hello and then went outside, the surprised executives all turned to look at Izumi.

Then, with a satisfied expression on their face, Izumi crossed her arms and grinned.

Then one of her executives asked her.

“Then, are you planning to add more advertisements in the future?”

At that, another officer intervened.

“Of course not. They say it works great.”

“Yes. We will have to receive a separate report on the specific performance to know, but if there is an advertisement effect, there is no reason not to.”

“Of course not.”

As the executives started talking like that, Izumi slammed her table lightly. Then she went silent again in the room.

Izumi looked around for a moment and then opened her mouth.

“I don’t do it anymore.”

Those words surprised people in a different way.

“Yeah?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Why all of a sudden?”

Everyone shut their mouths when they hit it again.

Izumi spoke again.

“Just.”

coming (1)

The new year of 1989 is bright and days have passed.

After taking a break for a few days, the family members in the studio went to work with bright expressions.

I looked at the calendar unconsciously among them, chatting about what happened during the break.

It’s already 1989…

It has been 6 years since I came here.

Time is going really well.

The twins who were in middle school are already finishing their sophomore year of college.

By the way, Machine Gun Jack Volume 9, as expected, did not break the first edition record even with an extended performance.

Well, even if I woke up, I didn’t think I would be particularly proud.

And from what I heard, this day seems to have been a lot of talk among Japanese manga fans.

There seems to have been some talk about the need to boycott the work of a Korean cartoonist.

Of course, Jiro didn’t talk much about the matter.

It’s not a very good story, so it seems that he thought it would only make him uncomfortable.

Well, I don’t really care about things like this, but as a person in charge, I’d be very careful about talking about these things.

In any case, thanks to that, they made huge sales, so it seemed like a great success as a publisher and congratulations.

I heard that the CEO, President Hiroyuki, held a party at the hotel buffet at the end of the year.

Unlike the one held at the beginning of the year for cartoonists, it seemed that it was a party purely for employees.

Oh, come to think of it, I’ve never been to a dinner party held at the beginning of the year.

I think I’m going to have to skip something this year.

In any case, in Japan, the Showa period ended on January 7th due to the death of the Emperor, and the Heisei period began on the 8th.

It’s me, but it’s a familiar word because of the Ghibli anime called ‘Heisei Raccoon Wars’.

Whatever the case may be, it is somewhat regrettable because it is the last year of the 80s.

Now that I am used to living here, even the memory of coming from the future of 2018 is slowly being forgotten.

I was immersed in the warm midday sunlight coming through the window from the floor, but Seolgi Bek approached me and sat down next to me.

His chin pulled out while yawning with his mouth wide open.

“·················ogue.”

It’s not funny.

It’s not the only place on the long floor that gets a lot of sunlight.

There, he didn’t usually come close to me.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

I looked down with an absurd look, but he didn’t seem to care about my gaze.

He seems more comfortable than when he is by Seon-hee’s side.

But it was then.

The front door opened and a familiar little guy appeared.

It was Sung Joon-mo.

At that moment, Junmo saw Baek Seolgi standing next to me and quietly took off her shoes and came up on the floor. Then she sneaked up to me, muffled the sound of her footsteps.

Seolgi, who had drooped with her eyes closed, fluttered her ears with a white beard and pricked up her ears.

He also narrowed his eyes, apparently feeling something ominous.

Then, when I glanced back, Sung Joon-mo ran back and forth at high speed.

Seol-gi, who saw Sung Jun-mo, jumped and ran to the opposite side of the stairs to the second floor. Seong Joon-mo, who had missed such a snow-beaker, licked his lips with an expression of regret.

“I was able to catch it this time.”

“How fast is a cat? That is difficult.”

“It wasn’t before.”

“Because you were small back then. I was playing.”

“Aren’t you playing now when you’re grown up?”

“It’s hard to accept your pranks now. That guy too.”

I scratch my head and laugh at my words.

“I am the third tallest in my class.”

“Look at that. You are all grown up now.”

Junmo raised her chin at my words.

“right?”

“then.”

“But my sister still calls me a baby.”

“I’m always a baby to my sister.”

“Why?”

“I’ll know when I grow up.”

“Are you all grown up?”

“Oh, did I say that?”

“what? I just said that.”

“haha. I guess he’s already old.”

As I smiled awkwardly, he tapped me on the shoulder.

“No, I think he’s still alive.”

“What? How are you?”

this guy

After all, I am now 10 years old.

He was 4 when I first saw him, and this guy has grown so much.

“Don’t disturb my sister, play in the next room.”

“No, I will go out and play. I need to ask my sister for some pocket money.”

Saying that, he went into the fire room and shouted.

“sister! Give me some pocket money!”

and after a while

Along with the clunking sound, the boy’s scream was heard.

“Aww!”

And then he quickly exits the room.

Immediately, Sung Joon-hee’s encore voice followed.

“Because of you, I have to reattach Screentone. Do you know how much this will cost per sheet? Three thousand won, three thousand won. What do you do? will you ask?”

“I’m sorry, sister. I didn’t do that on purpose!”

Seong Jun-mo, who came out, built it with her two hands, and ran out of the yard to avoid Sung Jun-hee with her fast pace, grabbing his sneakers from her porch.

Seeing this, Sung Joon-hee shouted.

“You are not here!”

“I’m crazy!”

“That! are you right?”

“Hate!”

“Hey!”

Sung Joon-mo had already crossed the yard, opened the gate, and flew outside.

Seeing Junmo’s back like that, Junhee took a deep breath.

She then looks at me and she immediately smiles awkwardly.

“Mi, sorry. to make a fuss.”

“OK. Still, it’s lively and good that Junmo is here.”

“Good. just be noisy Kids these days are more energetic and out of control.”

“All boys are like that.”

Sung Joon-hee laughed at that, and she went back into the studio.

That was then.

“It’s good that our Yunhwan sells it.”

Lee Dae-bong said as he opened the door and entered.

“It’s probably my older brother, not me, who is the best seller.”

“is it?”

Daebong Lee smiles and takes off his shoes and goes up to the floor. And then he looked around the room.

“It’s Junhee.”

“Yeah?”

“Would you like to see me?”

Sung Joon-hee came out at Lee Dae-bong’s call.

“why?”

“uh. this.”

Saying so, he took out his wallet from his back pocket and held out three thousand-won bills.

“What’s this?”

“Three thousand won.”

“No, not that. Why are you doing this to me?”

“A while ago, Junmo told me to give you 3,000 won. Later, she said she would pay it back.”

At Lee Dae-bong’s words, Sung Joon-hee placed his hand on his forehead.

“Oh, I can’t live. This guy is real.”

Seeing that, I laughed.

“Still, the little guy is responsible. He will be big.”

“Don’t make fun of me.”

“I’m not kidding.”

At that moment, Daebong Lee came out with a bewildered expression and looked back at Sung Joon-hee in turn.

“What’s going on? Let’s laugh together.”

“it’s nothing.”

“It’s nothing.”

“Jun-hee said that I ruined one screentone.”

At that moment, Lee Dae-bong, who roughly understood the situation, laughed as well.

“Hey, that guy. I feel like a general.”

“What are you talking about? What does it have to do with the general?”

“I say this because I have a strong sense of responsibility.”

“Stop playing with both of you.”

“I’m not kidding.”

“right. I’m not kidding either.”

Seong Joon-hee, who frowned at what Dae-bong Lee and I said, went back to the studio right away.

Lee Dae-bong, who laughed at Sung Joon-hee, looked back to the studio and opened his mouth.

“Kyung-hee, I just need a cup of coffee.”

“Is this a coffee shop? What kind of coffee do you want when you arrive?”

This time, Silver’s sharp voice came from inside.