1983 Past Life Manga King

Saying that, I looked back at Seon-hee and said, but, as expected, Seon-hee is only drawing pictures without responding.

“Oh really.”

Having said that, Izumi sighed deeply. But she soon had a look on her face as she remembered something.

“Anyway, congratulations. 3 million copies.”

“Thank you.”

Izumi’s eyebrows rose at my words.

“Does that mean thank you now?”

“Yeah. Yes.”

“Can you say such a thing? It’s surprising.”

“It’s true that Nakaya-san helped me a lot.”

Izumi’s expression softened at my words.

And then there was a playful look on her face.

“Specifically.”

“Yeah?”

“So, what specifically were you grateful for?”

“this and that.”

Not liking my answer, Izumi frowned again.

“What, after all, it’s just a word.”

“Do you wish for something?”

“naturally······.”

Having said that, Izumi stopped and shouted.

“There can be no such thing!”

“·················ogue.”

At that moment, Seon-hee opened her mouth while scribbling a picture.

“I want a lot.”

Also, because of her muttering in Korean, Izumi turned her head towards Seon-hee.

“You cursed again, right?”

“not really.”

“That’s right.”

“not really.”

After repeating this for a long time, Izumi, unable to bear her any longer, wrapped her head around her head with her hands. And soon calm down again with a big deep breath.

She thinks she has great psychological control, but suddenly Izumi turns her gaze somewhere else.

Her gaze followed her.

There stood an old man who always followed her Izumi.

“Kuroda!”

“Yes, lady.”

The old man approached and answered.

However, in his arm is a large bag made of high-quality fabric.

I thought I was shopping nearby, but the old man carefully set the bag down on the table in front of me.

It feels like something is pounding, something heavy.

“uh? What is this?”

Seon-hee, who was drawing, also raised her head and looked at her with a curious expression.

Izumi, who had glanced at Seon-hee, raised her nose, and she looked back at me and said,

“Open it. It’s nothing special.”

It’s like it’s nothing special.

Anyway, after staring at Izumi like that, she immediately looked at her with a bag made of cloth.

It’s a bag that looks like silk, but this is the first time I’ve seen something like this.

“Because the bag doesn’t matter.”

“·················ogue.”

He untied the string and carefully pulled out what was inside.

It is a heavy object that sparkles in gold.

And in an instant, my body hardened like ice.

“What is this…?”

“as you see.”

Having said that, Izumi raised the corners of her mouth.

“Three million copies commemorative trophy.”

“·················ogue.”

Golden human figure.

At first glance, it looks like an Oscar.

If it’s different, the only thing I have in my heart is a book.

If you look closely, the book says “Machine Gun Jack” in English.

And the writing under the trophy.

As soon as I saw it, I was impressed.

[Book King of Manga]

What is this, really.

*

Lee Dae-bong asked in surprise.

“Is that gold?”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Instead of me, Kyung Hee talked happily.

“No, just the little book over here. The rest is plating.”

“where.”

As Daebong Lee tried to touch the trophy, Kyunghee slapped his hand.

“Do not touch.”

“Ouch! Hey, how many touches does it wear out?”

“It’s plating, plating. My brother’s hands are rough and may wear out.”

“What kind of sandpaper is my hand?”

“Do you feel like a planer now?”

“What?”

At that, the fishermen giggled and laughed.

Kyung Hee carefully wiped the trophy with a handkerchief, even if it was a huge treasure.

Kyunghee was really happy when she brought that absurd thing from Japan.

Of course, I was more than happy to hear that the trophy was gold.

To be honest, if Izumi hadn’t said it was gold, I wonder if I would have gotten it too.

At that time, Lee Dae-bong, who had been using his impression because of Kyung-hee, soon relaxed his expression and looked at me and said:

“By the way, you’re the ‘king of comic books’. It’s a proud trophy.”

Silver intervened with an absurd expression.

“Can I be proud of that? Yunhwan also said it was gold, so he must have brought it.”

That’s right for me.

“You are the king of comics, the king of comics. Our Yoonhwan wanted to do that before. So, Yunhwan will be more than happy.”

“It seems to me that Kyunghee is the most happy.”

At those words, Kyunghee looked at me as if she was proud and said.

“Of course! It’s something my older brother accomplished by beating all the Japanese people.”

Back to the Future (1)

It has already been several months since we reached 3 million copies.

I wondered if summer would come, but that too passed and it was October.

In the meantime, 11 volumes of Machine Gun Jack have been issued, and 3 million copies were sold out this time as well.

This time, he also received congratulations from many famous cartoonists.

For that reason, the walls of the studio are full of the trophies received last time and picture frames of cartoonists.

And if there is one thing that has changed after shooting 3 million copies, it is the fact that our studio has started to be introduced in various magazines in Korea.

It was published not only in manga magazines, but also in adult magazines, women’s magazines, and student magazines.

In addition, there were frequent calls to me that I wanted to do an interview on TV.

There was also talk of wanting to introduce it to a TV program called ‘Proud Korean’.

However, the interview was postponed to later because it seemed too disturbing during work hours.

Of course, the biggest reason was that Seon-hee was the most burdened.

It’s a good thing that the university isn’t well known yet, but getting too much attention can interfere with the twins’ school life.

In such a case, should I say that I am glad that there is no internet?

To be honest, in my days, this kind of information spread so quickly that no one at school would have known about it.

Anyway, it would be better to go to college quietly until graduation.

From the boy hero side, there seems to be talk of 3.2 million volumes for the 12 volumes that will be released soon.

Izumi also said that he made a new trophy.

Well, I don’t plan on going this time.

Kyunghee is saying that this time, it would be nice to have a gold trophy.

As usual, it was evening time when everyone got off work.

While browsing through comic books on the bookshelf in the room next to the studio, I found a book that had fallen into the treasure trove and asked Kyunghee.

“Is there no Treasure Castle October 1983 issue?”

“Well. I don’t know. Seon-hee, aren’t you?”

Seon-hee, who was working at Kyung-hee’s words, raised her head.

Then she paused, thought for a moment, and then opened her mouth.

“I lost it when we moved.”

“Just that?”

“Huh. It just disappeared.”

“why?”

Seonhee shook her head at my question.

“I do not know. It just disappeared.”

“·················ogue.”

It’s a big deal.

How did that book just disappear?

I don’t know if it’s anything else, but it’s just that it’s gone, so I’m a little worried.

But maybe because of my reaction, Kyunghee asked with a surprised expression this time.

“Why? Is that a very important comic book?”

“No, it’s not that important.”

If it’s important, you can say it’s important.

Because it was a book I brought with me from the future.

It was a meaningful book, but I forgot about it because I was busy.

I wasted the 10,000 won that was inside.

Maybe it’s a book that doesn’t make any sense anymore?

“Shall we find a used bookstore?”

“no. OK.”

It’s a pity it’s gone, but it can’t be done.

*

next day.

I stopped working in the morning and gathered at the table.

As usual, Daebong Lee came in just in time for lunch, sniffing his nose.

“Oh, it smells good. Meat today?”

Kyung-hee, who was carrying the side dishes on the table, nodded her head.

“Huh. pork belly.”

Lee Dae-bong clapped his hands and liked it.

“I am very lucky today. I still wanted to eat meat.”

Saying that, Kyunghee said as she was about to sit down at the table.

“Wash your hands and come. There is also lettuce.”

“It’s basic. I already washed by the tap in the yard when I came in.”

Saying so, he chuckled.

Seeing that, Silver said with a smirk.

“Are you starving? They only crawl in to eat.”

“Who crawls in? I walked in.”

Then, Somi Park frowned.

“Oh really. Don’t gag like that.”

“Isn’t it fun?”

“Not at all.”

However, I thought that Lee Dae-bong was acting a bit strange, and a thick book was tucked under his arm.

Seeing it, Silver asked.

“What is that?”

“Ah, this? Comics magazine.”

Saying that, he placed the book on the table in an awkward motion.

It’s like that to avoid using washed hands.

Anyway, it was a treasure trove of things.

“Did you buy it when you came?”

“It’s a used book, a used book.”

But when he checked the date, he was surprised.

Surprisingly, it was the October 1983 issue.