1983 Past Life Manga King

I’m not an expert in this field, so I don’t know much, but I know well that the bubble starts to burst around the 90’s.

– You’ve said something similar before, but on what basis are you making such an absurd sound?

“Make your own decisions.”

-Ah really. don’t mind Please tell me in detail.

“I’ll call you later.”

-uh? awhile······.

hung up the phone

You will decide whether you will listen to me or not.

Well, it’s me, because I said it with the intention of repaying it roughly.

The rest is up to her decision.

Either way, that’s Izumi’s blessing.

King of Comic Books (6)

The day after I finished the call with Izumi.

Indeed, it is said that Japanese TV news reported the news about the machine gun jack rights with considerable weight.

It is said that there were several related articles in the newspaper.

Anyway, it seems that Japan was quite noisy with this news.

If you look at the fact that there are places that broadcast on a large scale that Japanese comics have finally made their way to Hollywood.

However, this time, it is said that most of the broadcasts did not reveal that the writer was Korean.

Well, it wasn’t what I expected, so there’s nothing to be disappointed about.

Anyway, thanks to that, the sales of Machine Gun Jacks have risen sharply again, so that’s it.

Of course, an exact investigation has not been conducted, but the publisher seems to believe that almost all 3 million copies have been sold.

Effort is important to make such a miracle happen, but it also seems to depend on luck.

However, I don’t want to disparage the business that Izumi did after moving to the United States as luck.

* * *

The editorial department of Boy Heroes.

The staff gathered in the center and stared at one place.

One wall of the office where their eyes are on.

As soon as a large placard was hung there that read, “Machine Gun Jack achieved 3 million copies!”, the people in the office cheered all at once. And at the same time, applause broke out.

Some people even whistle.

The deputy editor, who calmed the cheers of the people, opened his mouth.

“There will be a commemorative event at the hotel tomorrow, so please do not miss out.”

Congratulations again on that.

After the deputy editor left the post, the staff started chatting with excitement.

“There are all kinds of things in this world. All the works that reach 3 million copies in Boy Heroes are coming out. It was a good thing you got here.”

“What! Magazine sales are also competing for second or third place.”

“With this, the second place will be confirmed.”

The employees who were talking to each other even gave each other high-fives and were happy.

One of them looked around and said,

“However, the two teachers of Machine Gun Jack are not in charge, so it’s a bit strange.”

“Yeah. The main character is actually missing.”

Another employee shrugged.

“What should I do? The teachers are in Korea, and the team leader seems to be busy all the time.”

“If the teacher in charge of the team leader achieved 3 million copies, the bonus would be huge.”

“You call that a horse? Besides, when the editor-in-chief retires around next year, the assistant editor-in-chief will rise, and he will sit in the vice-editor’s position.”

“Wow, high-speed promotion?”

“Of course. I’ve had this kind of success. The current boy hero was created after Akagi-san came in. In time, you may hear that you are the editor of the legend.”

“Oh really. envy, envy.”

“If you’re that envious, pay a little more attention to the person in charge as usual.”

Team leader Yajima suddenly interrupted.

“Ah, it’s different, though. With our teachers.”

“Yes. Besides, if we go too far, there are things that get in the way.

Yajima put on an absurd expression.

“What is he saying now? Have you forgotten your duty?”

“Yeah? Is it your duty?”

“okay. The editor’s job is to keep the writers drawing comics. Don’t you know that you have to ignore what the yangbans say if you let them do it themselves, the story will come out better?”

“Aww, that’s so rude. And to be honest, it’s not like there’s a lot of talk about putting pressure like that.

“Yes. If you keep pecking like that, you won’t even be able to come to the studio, huh?”

“Honestly, it’s a lot of work. The person in charge must understand Teachers are not slaves. Our Fukushi-sensei, these days, under the eyes are always dark. It hurts my heart every time I see it.”

“Yeah, my teacher too.”

The other employees nodded their heads to see if they agreed with that statement.

Seeing this, Yajima took a deep breath. And she gave strength to her forehead, she said.

“What is he saying now? Weekly serialization is war, war. Do you think the readers will understand the circumstances of the cartoonists? That’s why weekly serialization is the most intense and difficult to survive. And if that’s difficult, you should just move to biweekly. And if not, monthly.”

After that, the staff looked into each other’s eyes and closed their mouths.

Yajima continued to speak.

“But if you get pushed out this far, it will be difficult to become an A-grade cartoonist. Of course, there are no exceptions, but it is rare for a manga serialized in a monthly magazine to be very successful.”

With that said, the Japanese speech continued again.

“Manga artist is tenacity, tenacity! Or die…”

The staff wiggled their eyes like honey-eaten idiots.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

It felt like I had burst a dam of nagging Yajima for nothing.

Everyone wants to get out of this hell, but they are just waiting for this disaster to stop on their own.

But it was then.

The figure of a boy who could not take off his young shirt as he entered the editorial department caught my eye.

At that moment, one of the first employees to notice hurriedly approached the place.

The other employees were disappointed with their taste buds.

“Where are you looking?”

“no.”

“·················ogue.”

The employee sighed as he looked back at how the captured employees were nagging Yajima and looked back at the boy.

asked the employee who was looking at the boy with the bag strap diagonally.

“Are you aspiring to be a manga artist?”

The boy who was still looking around stopped at the employee’s question. Then he looked back at Jiwon and nodded with a slightly stern expression on his face.

“······Yeah.”

“How old are you…?”

“I’m 15.”

“high school student?”

“It’s the first year.”

The staff nodded his head and asked again.

“Did you bring the manuscript?”

“In the bag.”

“Then shall we go there?”

With that said, we went to the place covered by the partition, and the boy followed.

As soon as he took a seat and sat down, the boy rummaged through his bag and pulled out a notebook.

The employee who saw it asked.

“Is it your name?”

“Well······.”

“Oh sorry. What’s your name…?”

“I know what your name is.”

At the boy’s words, the staff stopped.

“Oh yeah?”

A personality that gives a strange sense of embarrassment.

Among the people who draw cartoons, there are often people who lack social skills, so it was not special.

the staff asked.

“Then isn’t this a name?”

“Should I call it a name or should I say no?”

He said vaguely, but the staff smiled lightly and reached out to the boy.

“Would you like to give it to me first?”

As the boy held out the notebook, he accepted it.

As he opened the notebook, he could see why the boy was speaking vaguely.

It was a cartoon finished with a ballpoint pen on a pencil drawing.

The background was quite detailed, and the character’s appearance was clear.

It’s a flaw that I didn’t finish it with a pen line, but for now, that’s enough.

The curious employee scratched his chin and turned the page.

Exaggerated gestures of the characters, the development of incomprehensible situations.

Although it was a gag comic, the feeling of embarrassment prevailed more than the feeling of being funny.

However, it cannot be denied that it is strangely attracted.

The employee who was turning the page gently raised his head and looked at the boy.

However, the boy doesn’t seem very nervous. No, he doesn’t see himself than he does.

He’s just turning his head around.

He smiled as he looked at it.

“Aren’t you a little busy?”

“I know. Because I saw a banner saying congratulations on reaching 3 million copies.”

“Oh, so?”

The staff laughed awkwardly.

Then, when he tried to look at the notebook again, the boy opened his mouth.

“There is something I want to ask you…”

“Tell me what.”

“Are you in charge of Teacher Sunny?”

“no. But why?”

“I want to show him.”

“·················ogue.”

The employee, who had stopped at the boy’s words, immediately put on an absurd expression.

And he opened his mouth, thinking that he was an arrogant guy.

“This is not a place to eat like a buffet.”

“Yeah. I know. It’s just hope.”

“·················ogue.”

The employee with a tongue in his mouth looked at the notebook again.

It’s a manga that seems to know the unique mental world of the guy in front of you.

I don’t feel like it’s very commercial, and I’m just too young.

“Yeah, good to see you. Cartoons are very unique…”

But it was then.

Suddenly people’s cheers grew louder.

The stopped employee turned his head and jumped up from his seat.

“uh?”

When someone said that, it was Jiro, the team leader.

People cheered and shouted, and the editor-in-chief and deputy editor inside also showed up.

The employee was startled and was about to get up, but he took the notebook in his hand as if it were stolen by a boy.

Then he took it and went to Jiro.

That surprised the staff.

“Hey!”

It happened without a break.

Then the boy approached Jiro.

“Are you in charge of Machine Gun Jack?”

Jiro paused and nodded his head.

“By the way, who?”

“I am an aspiring cartoonist.”

“Ah.”

“this.”

Saying that, he suddenly held out his notebook.

“I want to show it to Tengen-sensei.”

“·················ogue.”

Jiro looked at the boy and the notebook alternately with strange eyes. Then he glanced back.

Then a man with a sharp impression approached and tried to take the note.

At that moment, the boy pulled the note back.

“I’ll show it to Tengen-sensei……”

“I am Tengen.”

“Yeah?”

The boy asked with a puzzled face.

“Machine Gun Jack, is it Samsara’s Tengen?”

“Oh, yes.”

“·················ogue.”