1983 Past Life Manga King

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high school teacher (5)

As I entered the studio, Kyung-hee and her guests were there.

“Brother is here.”

“okay. uh?”

When a customer said that she was Seong Jun-hee, who had brown hair, or now, long black straight hair.

But at the table in the center, he is working hard on something.

At a glance, it looked like they were working on post-processing the manuscript.

Simple tasks like eraser, paint, and white paint.

“I’m here to play, so I’m just helping out.”

Sung Joon-hee speaks with an awkward expression.

The women who were working alternately look at me and Seong Joon-hee and look at her. Then, when my eyes turn towards them, I cough in vain and immediately concentrate on my work.

It seemed that he was curious about the relationship between Sung Joon-hee and me.

“Did you eat lunch?”

“Ah, yes. My mother came and prepared a meal before, so we ate together.”

“okay?”

After answering that, I pick up the manuscript and check it.

Either way, Sung Joon-hee must have said that she would help her with anything. It seems that the fisherman who was working also entrusted the level of post-processing that Sung Joon-hee could do.

Still, she is a manuscript to go to Japan, so I looked closely to see if it would be okay, and the ink and white were well painted.

I don’t know how skillful she is because I haven’t seen her work, but once it’s done, it’s neatly done. He usually seems meticulous, but if he does that, he has the skills to be the youngest in any studio.

It’s literally just the level of the youngest.

Still, there is always a need for someone to take care of in manga work. Only important staff were selected because it was urgent, but we could not hire people who would do the small work in the manuscript.

She asked Sung Joon-hee, just in case.

“Do you like cartoons?”

She is startled by the sudden question, and then she nods her head.

“Ugh, I like it.”

“What cartoon?”

“·······Su, pure manga.”

“What’s your favorite cartoon?”

Sung Joon-hee is bewildered by her sudden barrage of questions. Either way, I kept asking questions.

“no?”

“······there is. uhm.”

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

“Goodbye Mr. Black to the stars of the North Sea.”

These are legendary cartoons that gained immense popularity among women during this time. To the extent that it will be talked about a lot in future generations. Anyway, at this point, it seems right to say that I like cartoons.

I immediately moved on to another question.

“Where did you say you were working these days?”

I said this because I think I heard a hint from Kyunghee before.

“uh? Oh, my aunt’s restaurant. Only in the evening.”

“How much do you get?”

He looked puzzled at my question.

“Why?”

“You, quit there right now and work here.”

“What?”

Sung Joon-hee looks at me with a surprised face.

In fact, I would have been surprised by the sudden offer.

But anyway, because I needed someone who had to take care of it after all.

And to be honest, it’s really hard to find people to take care of.

Although it is a simple task, it also requires some expertise.

Of course, it’s decisive, and the biggest reason is just being close.

In a word, it’s like a parachute. But, how about that?

I don’t know him well, but when we first met, she was a girl who even tried to give me money. I don’t know for sure about the past before that, but I’m guessing it’s probably been ripped off a lot by the main body guy.

So, there are some things that are just a reward.

It’s not my fault, but I can’t avoid responsibility. Anyway, that’s what I’m thinking.

Of course, it’s not just about helping.

And most of all, if you don’t want it, you won’t ask for it anymore.

“You want me to work here?”

He’s still puzzled, yet he looks confused.

“How much do you earn per day working in a restaurant?”

“Working 6 hours… 2,300 won.”

“Then, isn’t it less than 400 won per hour?”

Even after working for an hour, it’s hard to eat a bowl of jajangmyeon.

“Huh. Still, it’s higher than the first time.”

“Good. How about 600 won per hour?”

My eyes widen at my words.

“Are you giving me that much?”

“Here, once we start, this will be the standard. But, what. Your salary will change over time. If you do extra work, you will be charged overtime pay. After 6 pm, overtime is 1.5 times, so 900 won per hour. If you need to take care of your brother, you can bring it with you. There’s a small space next to it, so if you buy some Junmo toys, you can work while watching them play alone.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“·················ogue.”

“What do you think? You can’t do it if you don’t like it. Even if I just come here to play…”

“No, I will. I want to.”

“Oh yeah. But why are you clenching your fists like that?”

“Ah······.”

Sung Joon-hee blushes slightly.

“It might be a little difficult.”

“OK.”

“Then, what happened?”

“Brother, me too.”

Kyung Hee also came out, but she snorted and cut it at once.

“You fall out.”

“Hey.”

Anyway, I accidentally got one more post-processing person.

So, there are a total of 4 staff except for Seon-hee and me.

The rough team composition is complete.

At this point, I think the preparations for the weekly series are complete.

late in the afternoon.

“Good morning. This teacher.”

The person who came in with that word was Jiro Akagi, the editor in charge. He was carrying several paper bags and a flowerpot.

“welcome.”

“Yeah. I’m a little late to see you? Sorry. In the meantime, I was going to Japan.”

Saying that, he looked around at the small flowerpot he was holding and put it by the window. The white flowers are beautiful.

“This is a commemorative gift for the opening of a Japanese room, but it is Phalaenopsis. It is said that keeping it close at all times will block the liquid. The Japanese do not get swayed by their surroundings and give them a gift in the sense that they give off a noble fragrance in their place.

“Ah, thank you.”

However, Kyunghee is more interested in the paper bag Jiro brought than the flowers in the pot.

He guessed what it was because he had already experienced it once.

“Ah, that. Isn’t that the Japanese sweet you brought before?”

No, did you smell it?

Kyunghee’s nose must be a little bit like a dog. No, I don’t know if it’s a common skill of the twins, given that Seonhee’s eyes are also shining.

“Ah yes. Yes. I think you liked it when you brought it before.”

At that moment, he shoots intense eyes at me.

“Oppa, can we all eat together?”

With those eyes, it is impossible to stop them from saying that they will eat it all together.

“······okay.”

At that moment, everyone stopped working and gathered at the table to eat sweets.

When Seon-hee arrives, she is already seated, her eyes lit, staring intently at the box she pulls out of her paper bag. However, Seon-hee Baek is also with Seon-hee.

When did this guy come back?

It’s crazy to taste all the sweets as soon as they open.

In particular, in the case of Seon-hee, he shares Beksulgi and sweets and eats them together. Come to think of it, I have a feeling that the cat and Seon-hee are strangely similar.

“By the way, you saved all the fishermen in a short time.”

“Yeah. But are you going to Japan the day after tomorrow?”

“After three days, we are going to leave early in the morning. But has the work progressed?”

At those words, Jeong Mi-ja got up from her seat, chewing on sweets, and came out with the manuscript in the file basket in front of her work desk.

“Here you are.”

Jeong Mi-ja said so and presented the manuscript to her editor.

“Thank you.”

The editor who receives the manuscript carefully examines each page.

Of the total pages, only 7 were completely completed.

In the case of the remaining 13 pages, the drawing was already completed, but the problem is that the work is still slow due to the late joining of the assistants.

Another big reason was that I wasn’t completely accustomed to Seonhee’s paintings yet.

As a result, there is still a lack of progress.

Thanks to that, Jiro’s face is colored with embarrassment.

“·················ogue.”

They seem surprised by the feeling that the level of completion is higher than expected, but on the other hand, they only have two days left, and they seem to be embarrassed by the fact that the amount of work remaining is considerable.

Well, even if I was in that yangban position, I would have had a similar reaction.

“Hey, isn’t this dangerous? I have to finish this in two days.”

The three fishermen were surprised by that statement.

Because I hadn’t heard anything about this fact.

The women are looking at Seon-hee in turn with surprised eyes as they chew cookies in their mouths. Seon-hee, of course, I only care about sweets, but I am not interested in that kind of gaze.

I answered, chewing the cookie slowly.

“Three days until today.”

It is an expression of absurdity in my words.

“Isn’t that still not enough?”

“Time is enough.”

At my words, not only Jiro but also the fishermen put on absurd faces.

It’s as if their expressions are saying, ‘What do you believe in this man to say such crazy things?’

“Even if you say that, the fact that this was the only progress with the drawing already completed…”

“As you know, I had no choice but to prepare the studio, receive assistance, and something like that.”

Jiro nodded at my words.

“Actually, I think it’s a bit true that I only gave you a week, but it’s already been decided by the top.”

“It’s okay. I’m not saying I don’t have enough time.”

“Is that so?”

Even when you say that, you look like you’re not at all suspicious.

Seriously, seeing the faces of the three fishermen looking at me with blank faces would make me even more anxious.

Perhaps the shock of the fishermen is greater than that of Jiro.

You would never have heard of the manuscript being urgent or that the work had to be done by when.

“If there is anything I can do, I will help. This is also the job of the editor in charge.”

“Well, thank you for your words, but enough people.”

“Eraser is fine, though.”

With that said, Sung Joon-hee, who got a job today (?), seems to be surprised when he eats cookies, and drinks water.

“It’s okay. You just need to take your manuscript and go home before you leave.”

“······then. Okay.”

He replied that way, but his expression was very uneasy.

After a while, the editor in charge returns, and the fishermen immediately look at me with bewildered expressions. Then, Mi-Ja Jeong asks me if I am the representative of the three fishermen.

“Is it true that there are two days, or three days left until today?”

“Yeah.”

As I nodded her head, her expression, which was agitated for a moment, quickly hardened, and gave strength to her forehead.

“···········?”

What?

A face as if promising something.

“Starting today, even if I reduce my sleep as much as possible, I will try to complete it by hanging on to the painting. It’s okay to sleep here. It’s a character pen touch, whatever it is, it will be completed somehow…, I’ll help draw the background as much as possible. Because I have a career in drawing backgrounds in the past…”

“I will. The survival of the studio is at stake now, so there is no need for overtime pay.”

“Me too.”

The three of them raise their fighting power a lot and give strength to their eyes.

“I, I will.”

Now to Sung Joon-hee.

Maybe it’s because I’m afraid of losing my job.

Well, it’s nice to have that kind of thing, but seeing those eyes is a burden.

At that time, Seon-hee, who was still immersed in drawing, scratched her head and got up. Then she goes to the unfinished manuscript, and she picks it up and takes it to her seat.

Jeong Mi-ja saw that and stopped Seon-hee.

“The teacher can’t. You must have been busy drawing.”