1983 Past Life Manga King

“Ahahaha, eat as much as you like, no matter how many bowls you have.”

At his words, Kyunghee’s expression brightened immediately.

“Wow, the Japanese uncle is the best!”

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What, Korean? (One)

“Oh my, what’s wrong with this?”

“I have been indebted to you a lot.”

The older sister responded with a bitter smile to the owner’s words.

“Jin-hee, you know that well. Our outsiders are so weak. Besides, your father and I were friends.”

“Yeah. I am always grateful.”

“By the way, a one-story detached house nearby?”

“Yeah.”

“A room?”

“It’s three squares.”

“The house looks small.”

“It’s too much for a family of five to live in.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Sunday morning.

The whole family is busy taking out all the belongings in the house.

Park Sang-sik and the one-ton truck driver were mainly moving large items such as wardrobes and TVs, while the rest of the family was mainly carrying light items that could be carried with two hands.

In the meantime, the hostess’s aunt has nothing to help, but she continues to hold her sister and let her speak.

She wanted to say something to her disgusting aunt, but she had a relationship with her mother in the meantime, so she just pretended not to know.

“I’m going to a wide place. Did you get hit by lightning all of a sudden?”

“Yeah. It’s thanks to our Yunhwan.”

“Really? What is Yunhwan doing?”

Then the owner’s door swung open, and the owner’s uncle sticks her head out and shouts.

“Oh, some! What are you doing there! Everyone is busy, so why do you keep interrupting me?”

“Who is interfering? I’m sorry I’m leaving.”

“What are you talking about? I’m going nearby.”

“Is it still the same as when we were together?”

“Don’t be bullshit and don’t help or interrupt! You have to act in moderation too.”

At those words, the hostess snorted her. Then she hurries into her own house and slams her door shut.

I can hear the nervous voice of an old lady taunting inside her.

“No, what do you say in front of people?! Are you really going to disgrace anyone?”

“What is disgrace, what you are doing is disgrace in itself. Do you know?”

“How are you! On the subject of sleeping every day on holidays.”

“What about a heavenly husband?”

Finally, there is a loud noise coming and going inside the owner’s house.

These yangbans are unusual people who get along quite well even though they often fight and shout like that. Well, everyone has their own life.

In the meantime, things in the house were emptied cleanly, and loads were piled up in the 1-ton truck.

The truck driver meticulously tied it with a rubber bar and climbed into the driver’s seat.

“Come on, let’s go now.”

“Yeah.”

As soon as I took a seat next to the truck driver, I left.

This time we are moving to a nearby location, about 10 minutes on foot.

Originally, I was trying to find a nice place, but I had no choice but to do it because my family did not want to leave the town because they have lived here all the time.

Thanks to that, what I found while looking for a useful house nearby was a single-story detached house.

The house itself is not very big and small, but it has a yard and three rooms, so I thought it would be a good place to live for a while.

Of course, if I have more money, I’m thinking of moving house again.

squeaky.

It’s so close, so it’s easy to get there by truck.

I get out of the truck first, open the door with the key, go inside, go through the yard, and open the door of the building again.

Families who arrived late roll their eyes in front of the gate and look inside with strange expressions.

The family enters through the gate with small items.

“Hey, you mean we’re going to live here from now on?”

Kyung-hee looks around with an expression of whether she is dreaming or alive.

When I came here a few days ago, I was trembling like that.

Well, from what my mother told me, it seems that he came here every day.

“Stop the fuss and help clean up, this one.”

“Okay, Mom.”

As the family opens the door to the living room and enters, they are startled.

“Mom, what is this?”

“New furniture….”

After putting down the things that my mother and sister were carrying, I looked around the house with a surprised expression.

From the closet in each room, the bunk bed in the small room, and the new sink in the kitchen.

The interior is all covered with white wallpaper, so it must have looked like a whole new world.

Originally, the living room wall was also made of wood, so it felt dull inside, so it was boldly remodeled. also in white.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

The wallpaper was also specially purchased, and I tried to find furniture that matched the color as much as possible.

“uh? what?”

Kyung-hee, who came in late, is shocked to see her interior.

You seem surprised by the completely different interior than when you came a few days ago.

“Did you make it like this after tickling a few days ago?”

“Did you know?”

“I didn’t know the door was closed. I thought it was under construction just because of the noise.”

“What do you think? Do you like it?”

I approached and asked. Then he still looks at me with a blank face.

“It’s like a completely white palace.”

“The palace is a bit obtrusive.”

“Why, this is a palace.”

Hell, compared to the house I lived in before, it’s understandable to think of it as a palace.

Seon-hee was also impressed with the interior, and with her mouth open, she followed Kyung-hee from room to room.

“shut up. The worms will enter.”

“you too.”

“Hehehe. okay?”

Kyung-hee scratched the back of her head and smiled as if she was embarrassed.

By the way, although the existing furniture is actually a bit like that, you can’t throw it away unless you know what it meant to this house, so it was a good thing to bring it into the house.

“Of course you can’t let it go. I still can’t forget the day I brought the wardrobe into my house for the first time.”

Seeing my mother react like that.

***

It took nearly a week to complete the short, 20-page drawing.

The completed drawing is only 20 pages, but in fact, 100 pages will be enough if you include all the drawings that were stopped in the process.

The draft manuscript brought by the Japanese editor was only for serialization, so I made a short story in case I didn’t know.

However, because it was a short story, the work was rather difficult.

This is because I had no choice but to create a story that was slightly different from the feature film in order to include short but impactful content.

Anyway, I’m having a hard time. It’s not that big, but I couldn’t help but be surprised by Seonhee’s patience.

To complete only 20 pages, even though many pages have been overturned and drawn anew, they do not feel tired or tired at all.

Rather, it seemed like he enjoyed depicting what I was thinking with a picture.

Even if I ask ‘Isn’t it hard?’ in the middle, he even responds coolly with ‘not so much’.

But that wasn’t the only thing.

Beyond understanding almost all of the directing I told you, there are times when I show you how to create new ways of your own.

The speed of drawing is also speedy, but Seon-hee’s comic sense was really outstanding.

And in the meantime, my drawing skills have improved a lot.

Although it is characterized by a lot of skill improvement in the early stages, it was to the extent that I thought it was too fast even if it was fast.

“If that’s enough, I think it’s worth doing.”

At my words, Seon-hee smiles as if she doesn’t know.

If this is the case, for Seon-hee, it is a great expression of herself.

“From now on, don’t do pen touch like this, and keep drawing based on drawing.”

“Why?”

“Painting is a simple task, so anyone can do it. However, the drawing that composes and creates the scene is completely different.”

“Is that important?”

“then. The story is important, but the directing that brings the story to life is also important. It’s not just about being good at drawing and not being able to draw, it means that the ability to express it is important.”

Seonhee tilts her head at those words.

It certainly doesn’t seem to have been understood.

“It’s important to be a cartoonist.”

Without asking any more questions about my explanation, I nod my head and answer.

“Okay. Then I will.”

***

Jiro, who moved to Japan, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and went to work at the publishing house as soon as he arrived home.

After spending some leisurely time in Korea for a few days, I have some mental leeway, but as soon as I go to work, I see the books piled up like a mountain on my desk and I immediately realize the life of a busy editorial staff.

The editorial staff are busy and busy, as always.

People who hold their phones and bow their heads, people who have serial meetings with cartoonists, people who review the literacy of manuscripts, etc….

In particular, due to the explosive growth of comics in recent years, competition among publishers is fierce.

Especially in the case of Weekly Boy Tobu here, he is in the middle and lower ranks.

In order to find talented new cartoonists, the editors were really busy and busy.

At that time, the editor, who was buried among the comic books in the office, saw Jiro, raised his hand and shouted.

“Akagi! Yes, have you been resting comfortably?”

Immediately, Jiro walked over to the editor-in-chief and greeted him.

“I’m home. Editor-in-chief.”

“Okay, how are you?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s Korean women.”

“…here, it’s not.”

“No, what is it? If I went to Korea, wouldn’t that be the basics?”

The editor makes a bizarre shape with her fingers.

Jiro saw this and immediately frowned.

I know what the editor is saying.

so-called parasitic tourism.

Group tourism has been on the rise since the 1970s.

In particular, parasitism tourism in Korea was quite famous.

In Korea, too, many groups were protesting over this issue because of the problem.

In Japan, the issue was widely reported and introduced as a social issue, asking for restraint, but to no avail.

A few years ago, the arrest of a Japanese man who killed his lover in Korea was also widely reported in the news.

Thanks to that, when a man said he had a vacation in Korea alone, everyone seemed to think of it subtly.

“No, I have something important to do.”

“Okay, okay, okay. I am ashamed.”

Saying so, he smiles with a grim expression.

Then he said to Jiro, wondering if he remembered something.

“Oh right. Do you know how much Takeda-sensei insisted on the need for photos?”

Jiro tilted his head at the editor’s words.

“Did you think you could still afford it?”

“relaxation? I heard how many scenes were scheduled to appear in the manuscript that should be completed in three days.”

“Ok? Is it weird? There was definitely no Contien.”

“It looks like the storyline has been modified.”

“Ah.”

It’s not often, but it’s not uncommon.

“By the way, did you develop the photo in advance in Korea?”

“Yeah. I did it in advance just in case you didn’t know.”

“Okay, then, go to Takeda-sensei’s house first. And if it’s too late, the teacher might go crazy again and attack the editorial department saying he’s doing it all year and threaten him.”

“Yes, I will leave right away.”

“okay.”

The editor soon rummags through the pile of manuscripts, raises his hand and pretends to go quickly.

Jiro, who was about to leave immediately, stopped and remembered the manuscript in his bag. Then he pulled out a briefcase from his bag and walked over to the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief looked at the manuscripts frantically, smoking a cigarette, and then lifted his head.

“I don’t have time, so what are you doing?”

“Chief editor, can you look at this for a moment?”

Jiro said, carefully holding out a briefcase.

The editor-in-chief, who was frowned with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at it and asked.

“What?”

“There is one rookie I’ve seen, and this is the manuscript.”