1983 Past Life Manga King

Since this is mainstream, even so, this is a baseball manga.

However, even if it was a comic book of extreme intensity that was close to a battle under the guise of baseball, it was a hit because of it, so it is funny to say that it is a problem.

“However, it is true that the second half is definitely a disappointment to remain a popular work for future generations.”

“The next generation…? Yunan-sensei, do you even think about that?”

“Absolutely.”

“indeed······.”

He nodded his head as if he was convinced.

“Actually, the second half was very disappointing compared to the first half.”

“Hmmm…”

He is silent for a moment as he is thinking about something

And after a while, he nodded again, looked at me, and opened his lips.

“Hey, there’s a story I’m contemplating right now……. Could you please read it to me?”

“It is.”

But, inside, he was screaming, ‘Aww!’.

It was because there was something to be expected of the word “new story”.

Anyway, Kido hurriedly brought a notebook from his seat and handed it to me.

“Here it is. Please take a look.”

I took it and carefully turned the first page with trembling hands.

It was also what I thought.

The title ‘The Man of Sincerity’ is written on the first page.

First of all, the title is as I remember it.

But when I turned the first page and looked at it, it was a slightly different start than I remembered.

I remember that the story started from the scene where a hot event took place, but here the story is progressing step by step from the beginning. Because of that, the beginning

Yagi is a bit loose

It seems that the story has not been properly captured yet, so it must be an unavoidable part.

I hurriedly passed the conti

From the beginning, there is not much difference from the memory. Except for a few memorable scenes, and an interesting episode missing in the middle.

After reading it all the way through, I set the direction of the development in a rough text for the second half, and the conclusion I remembered is written in the second half.

The overall context did not change significantly.

“How are you?”

It’s like looking forward to something.

“It’s okay. I think this would be a good response.”

“Don’t you think something is about to explode?”

“Pak, it’s about to explode…. But I think there will be a response that is not too bad.”

“You’re obviously more direct than you look.”

“Sorry.”

“no. I’m fine. To be honest, I thought this was not enough.”

He seemed to think so himself.

Actually, personally, ‘a man of sincerity’ is not bad.

However, the endless runaway that starts in the mid to late half is only a problem. If the runaway part had been restrained to some extent and the original feeling had been maintained, it would have been enough to be in the class of a masterpiece.

It is the evaluation of many nobles that I could have heard it, and I also agree with that point.

“Can I be more honest with you?”

“Oh, yes. That’s exactly what I want.”

“good. Then, let’s throw in the venom.”

“Good! It’s such a whimsy. Try it!”

He smiled as he revealed it.

My blood boils all the time.

Don’t brush it off properly.

End

He took a deep breath and immediately began pouring out the piled-up words.

“The setting in which these three guys, Mabushi, Donburi, and Katsura, bite and bite each other is good, but if you follow this setting written in the second half…”

At first, I started by throwing luck lightly.

It started with a conversation that started to the extent that they reflected the opinions of many devotees and checked in advance the parts that might become problematic later. But at some point, I

Unknowingly, this Kidora began to be swept away by the atmosphere of the yangban.

And I’m just starting to come up with some pretty interesting ideas.

The part where I was madly frustrated while reading ‘The Man of Sincerity’ at once, and the story ended up to Andromeda because I couldn’t fix what the main character did in the second half.

I insisted on him as if screaming at the pity that it had flown away.

“So! It is difficult to proceed like this!”

“what are you talking about. I haven’t done that yet.”

“If it’s you, you can do it and stay!”

“······indeed.”

“I mean, don’t convince me so easily!”

“Ah.”

We were arguing fiercely, ignoring each other’s words, and arguing like a long-time antagonist.

But this feeling is wonderfully enjoyable.

I remember a time in the comics community when I had a fun keyboard battle with a man who called himself the King of Deokhu of Daegu. At that time, it took me 4 hours to see how much I heated it up.

There was a lot of debate about Ram Dunk.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

I haven’t had that kind of pleasure since I came to this age, but it’s a strange experience to be doing this in a strange way in Japan.

But it was then.

“Please do it in moderation!”

As the conversation between me and Kido intensified, Jiro, who was watching from the side, began to tear us apart.

Meanwhile, Seon-hee is sitting on a spacious sofa, eating Japanese rice cakes, and reading Kido’s work ‘Burning Magu’.

While we quarreled and quarreled for a while, Jiro seems to have given up and is lying on the sofa, droopy, and Seonhee is still babbling on various Japanese mochi.

He is looking at a comic book.

And after about two hours of hot-blooded conversation, Kido suddenly grabbed me by the shoulder and laughed loudly.

“Yunan!”

“Because it’s Yunhwan!”

“Call me Aniki (brother)!”

What are you talking about?

“I don’t need any honorifics!”

“·······Aniki.”

“Good!”

We talked like crazy, and it ended up like this.

Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.

It’s not bad to build friendships like this.

“Okay, Yunan. I will accept your opinion. Still, I always thought I was lacking in something, but I feel refreshed by talking with you. Good. The next work is this

I will decide to start the serialization right away.”

“I thought well. brother.”

“And write the contract right here.”

“A contract?”

“Who do you think I am?”

Where did you hear this a lot?

Won’t break through Gurren Lagann?!

“Brother.”

“okay. is my brother This older brother wasn’t rotten enough to pick up his younger brother’s efforts for free!”

Having said that, he wrote the contract directly on the spot.

This is a hotter person than I thought.

Life itself is tenacity, loyalty, and passion.

The content is simple, but it even stamps a seal with the promise of giving 30% of the story rights.

“uh? That’s too much. It’s only been two hours of chatter and 30% of the story.”

“I would rather give this hyung more, but because of the basic rules of the publishing company, I can only give him this much.”

“…you crazy. I spread it all out like a beggar.”

“Still, thank you for thinking about this hyung that much. However, I have no regrets about this decision!”

“Hey, do whatever you want.”

Still, as a human being, I don’t want to ask for the second copyright. Anyway, it’s like putting a little spoon on the story that the yangban had just made up.

But in the meantime, Seon-hee eats all the rice cakes and is working hard on something.

Wanting to do something, I took a peek and found a picture on a blank manuscript paper on the desk.

Seeing this, Kido laughed out loud.

“Haha, it’s fine. Is the youngest brother painting?”

Oh, this.

Was Seon-hee automatically registered as her sister?

Anyway, looking at the paintings that Seon-hee was absorbed in, at first glance, she seems to have a completely different style from the paintings she has drawn before.

“···········?”

As I approached and looked at it out of curiosity, the picture filled in the blank was a scene that imitated Kido’s drawing style.

I looked at the picture carefully earlier, and I was drawing with a similar picture.

It looked like he saw the storyboard on Kido’s desk earlier and drew it as it was.

“Oh, I can’t!”

Kido was startled and approached Seon-hee, who was drawing a picture.

Then she looked down at Seon-hee’s drawing and was astonished.

“Yeah, too. My brother, Sani. Awesome. How can you draw such a passionate scene beautifully?”

Even if I look at it, it is a continuity that exudes a strong feeling and a rough pen style that is different from Seonhee in the past.

I thought that Seonhee only likes delicate and dark feelings, but it seems that’s not the case. Come to think of it, Dongmong and Aki that I first saved from Seonhee

It was crazy to think that I was just following Ra’s style.

Oh, that’s right.

There’s still no set style for this kid.

Rather, I thought that Seon-hee draws such a dark style, so I made the story according to it.

After leaving Kido’s studio in the afternoon, we took his 86 back to Akihabara.

They parked their cars in a nearby parking lot and went out into the streets.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s a holiday, but the streets were crowded with people.

Various electronics stores, arcades, and female assistants who are actively promoting something are also seen holding microphones and chatting.

Trendy music plays in front of a store that sells cassettes, and women in neat clothes hand out pamphlets.

It is also unusual for the employees to display and sell blank video tapes.

Rather, I can hardly see the many figurines and manga-related shops in Akihabara that I remember. Because of that, most people on the street work

they are half

From now on, this place will become a holy place for otaku.

Something quirky but fun.

Me and Seon-hee finished the day again like that, walking around the electronics store, choosing gifts to bring to Korea.

***

After a short five-day tour, we arrived at Gimpo Airport.

An unexpected problem arose as I bought a lot of things to give to my family and passed through immigration.

Gifts from Japan were confiscated.

“These things are not allowed.”

“It’s not even a contraband, are you doing it too much?”

At my words, a young employee yells at me.

“Don’t you know the mood these days?! Travelers who had been to Japan before, bought a lot of home appliances and confiscated them all. The government is sensitive to this

You are doing it!”

“Still, it’s too much. I just bought it as a gift, but it’s confiscated.”

“So, you just said it.”

boredom creeps in

From what I’ve heard, travelers who went to Japan last year were caught bringing in piles of electronic products at the airport, and it seems to have become a problem. So the crackdown on that part was strengthened.

I say

Whatever it is, the things I bought at the most will be confiscated, so I will die of regret.

But then, a middle-aged airport police officer passed by and thought he was staring at us and tilted his head. And then he came to us.

I don’t think I’ll ever remember that person.

At that moment, the airport police were surprised and asked me.

“Ah, aren’t those people who helped catch the kidnapper a few days ago?”

“Yeah? Ah yes.”

Oh, come to think of it, that guy who pretended not to know when he was in line.

Still, I was a little surprised that he recognized us so well.

Then suddenly this old man was looking around and he immediately said to me.

“Wait! I am waiting here.”

Then he hurriedly runs to somewhere.

Uh oh, I’m going to fall over there. The floor is slippery.

Despite the fact that he has a large belly, his body is agile.

Where did you go anyway?

After a while, an uncle running with another airport police officer approaches the employee who was arguing with me and whispers something. Then he looked at me in amazement and shook his head.

thanks

“This time in particular, I will return all the items you brought.”

“Yeah?”