1983 Past Life Manga King

“Are you talking about me?”

Suddenly, I was startled by the sound of Seon-hee.

“uh? did you come?”

It looks like he came right after school.

“who?”

“Ah, Nakaya-san.”

“···········?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“I heard it’s an outburst.”

Have you heard of it?

“Is it not enough?”

“It’s not enough. never.”

“·················ogue.”

“Don’t worry about what she says.”

To my words, Seonhee spoke lightly without any reaction.

“I don’t use it.”

“Is that so?”

“brother is?”

“Huh? What?”

“What do you think, brother? Shall I get more excited?”

I laughed out loud at that.

“I would rather draw a little less power and draw lightly.”

“lightly······.”

“okay. lightly.”

At those words, she rolled her eyes for a moment and then nodded her head.

“Okay.”

Having said that, he went straight to his desk.

She was relieved to see it.

Huh.

But then, the sound of children playing in the yard was heard.

Without realizing it, I turned my gaze outward.

Nine-year-old Junmo-rang and 11-year-old Miryungi are running around screaming.

They are playing around Jeong Mi-ja.

To be precise, it is around the baby Jung Mi-ja is holding.

Jo Eun-byeol.

Now, she is holding Eun-byeol, who has just been born, and Mi-ja Jeong has come to visit her husband.

Thanks to that, Silver has been paying attention only to the outside ever since.

Smiling at his dad.

Seeing Silver’s expression like that, the fishermen giggled and laughed.

“Silver oppa, are you that good?”

“The corners of your mouth are stuck in your ears.”

I coughed once at the tease of the female assistants, and then immediately concentrated on my work again.

Then the gate opened and I saw Lee Daebong coming in.

Daebong Lee plays with the children playing in the yard, and plays with a strange expression while looking at the baby Jung Mi-ja is holding.

Then he immediately took over the baby and came into the studio and said,

“I was very worried, but I’m glad.”

At those words, Silver put on a puzzled expression.

“What are you worried about?”

“Because your face is very similar. But I think it resembles Mija more.”

“······what?”

“I was really worried about our Eunbyul.”

“Wanna die?”

“Jeah, really. Disrespectful in front of a child.”

Embarrassed by those words, Silver coughed again.

And then he got up straight away.

“Why? You want to hit me this time? Eun-byeol in front?”

“Don’t be silly, give it to me.”

When he opened his eyes as he said that, Dae-bong Lee, who was startled and flinched, handed the baby over to Silver.

Silver, who was handed Eunbyul, went outside.

“Why are you leaving?”

“shut up.”

Saying that, I went outside, then Seon-hee opened her mouth.

“There is a lot of dust here.”

“Huh? What?”

“Eraser, screen tone powder….”

“Ah.”

Daebong Lee, who was then convinced, nodded his head.

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A huge 30-story building in Shibuya, Tokyo.

At the entrance of that place, the words “Nakaya Tower” are written in large letters.

And the conference room on the top floor.

An old man with white hair and sharp eyes sat on the center seat of the sofa with a curious expression on his face.

“What? Do you want to make commercials with cartoons?”

At that question, the young woman sitting opposite her nodded her head.

“Yeah. As many as possible.”

She was Izumi.

And now the old man in front of her was the president of the Nakaya group.

He is Izumi’s father.

The president asked again.

“Not one, but many?”

“Yeah. If possible, all the commercials that are currently in production.”

“all······.”

Despite the absurd remarks, the president didn’t get angry, he just folded his arms and nodded his head.

If someone had said something like that in front of him, it would have been an absurd statement that would have been issued immediately.

Still, he just listened to Izumi’s story with a happy expression on his face.

Soon the chairman told Izumi with a look that she knew if something had come to mind.

“Um, so that’s the publisher you bought the stock from a while ago…….., what was the name?”

“This is Mitsuda Shoten. Mitsuda Shoten.”

As Izumi frowned and said, the old man laughed awkwardly.

“Oh, yes. okay. Mitsuda Shoten.”

“Dad is…”

“I’m sorry. My dad’s memory isn’t what it used to be, so it’s easy to forget.”

The executives would have been shocked to hear that.

Because it wasn’t something that came out of his mouth, who was thorough enough to take care of every nook and cranny of the entire company.

Such a president only smiles in front of his daughter as a kind old man, so few of the company’s employees have seen this.

Including Kuroda, Izumi’s old secretary, who is standing in front of the door now.

“Anyway, it’s the publisher’s manga.”

At the president’s words, Izumi shook her head.

“Yes.”

“Still, it would be better if it was a cartoon you drew.”

“Dad, that’s difficult.”

At Izumi’s words, the chairman asked again with a curious expression.

“Huh? Why?”

“Why, if I use my manga, it will be ruined.”

“·················ogue.”

The president was a little surprised by the unexpected remark.

It’s because I didn’t expect such words to come out of my daughter’s mouth.

Izumi seemed to have grown a little, so she felt a little sad.

Is her daughter old enough to leave her own side?

“Dad, what are you doing? It turned red.”

The old man, startled by Izumi’s words, laughed awkwardly.

“It seems that even the eyes have become very dry due to old age.”

At that, Izumi looked at the old man with a worried expression.

“Can you buy me some eye drops?”

“Haha, it’s okay, it’s okay. You can tell Yoshida.”

“·················ogue.”

“Anyway, what you say is…”

“It’s a machine gun jack.”

“okay. Does that mean it’s okay?”

“Yeah. It’s one of the most popular cartoons right now.”

“The most popular manga…”

As the chairman mumbled, Izumi asked, frowned.

“why?”

“I thought you were not interested in anything other than your cartoons, but it was a surprise.”

“I am still not interested. It’s all about business.”

“······business.”

“Why are you making that face?”

“Hey, did I make a mistake? I’m sorry.”

“Anyway, will you listen to my request?”

“Anyone’s request, of course.”

At that, Izumi got up from the sofa with a satisfied expression on her face.

“Then I’ll just go.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve been here, I’m sorry. There is a French restaurant nearby that you like. Let’s go there together.”

“You know I’m busy.”

“know. I wish I could give you a little bit of time though.”

“Next. Then I will go.”

At that, the president nodded his head in dismay.

“okay. okay.”

Izumi turned her body and said to the old man who stood near the door like the background of the president’s room.

“Come on, Kuroda.”

“Yeah. miss.”

As Izumi opened her door and left, her old man followed her. Then the president called the old man.

“Look, Guroda.”

“Ah yes. President.”

“Dad, why?”

“no. you go first Let’s talk with Kuroda for a moment.”

“I’m busy.”

“I’ll send you right away.”

“I know.”

As soon as Izumi disappeared, the chairman spoke in a quiet voice to the old man.

“Kuroda.”

“Yeah. President.”

“Would it be that…”

“It’s a machine gun jack.”

“Oh yeah. that cartoon. Could it be that the cartoonist who drew it was a man?”

“It’s a woman.”

“What? Woman?”

“Yeah.”

The president made a complicated expression.

Then it became a sad face.

“I mean, it’s a woman. Well.”

“The story is a man.”

“Huh? story?”

“Yeah. I heard that siblings make it together.”

“Oh yeah. siblings. After all, the story is about men, right?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re a man… Right.”

She nodded her head again with a satisfied look.

“Why?”

“No, nothing. Oh well, you should go quickly. Izumi will be waiting for you.”