1983 Past Life Manga King

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Kido’s pencil moves without hesitation on the paper, creating a picture.

Is it because I put all my passion into drawing? All of a sudden, drops of sweat were forming on his forehead.

Of course, now is the season when the heat is rampant, but unlike outside, the air conditioner runs all night and creates a suitable temperature, so it is pleasant.

Those who are sleeping all around now seem to be staying here because of this air conditioner.

Whatever the circumstances, he was focused on the manuscript in front of his eyes.

As he was writing his manuscript, he burned himself and got caught in a scene.

“Ah······.”

It’s not just because of work that didn’t make a name.

Something unknown makes Kido hesitate.

It is okay to just proceed with the story, but now the picture scene keeps bothering me.

What?

What the hell is wrong?

I try to tilt my head, but it’s hard to notice right away.

Maybe it’s because you’re tired. But this kind of tiredness had been experienced countless times.

As the confusion continued, I slowly began to panic.

“Damn it.”

He muttered and ruffled his head.

But it was then.

“It’s pathetic.”

He was startled by the words that had been transmitted through the stillness and turned his head quickly.

The face you see when your eyes get used to the darkness.

it was silver

He was staring intently at Kido’s drawing with a look of dissatisfaction.

“I’m sorry, Jin’s face that fills the screen is the problem. How much are you going to worry about it?”

“···········?”

With his frizzy hair, he stared at him without saying a word. Silver ignored Kido’s gaze and continued.

“I can feel the lack of earnestness on Yamato’s face. Increase the thickness of the cheek area and the pen line by 30%. You have to put more emotion into your eyes.”

Do you know Yamato?

The real male protagonist’s name is Kishi Yamato.

Calling the main character’s name at a glance means that he knows his cartoon well.

He looked up at him in amazement and muttered.

“Joe, John Silver. Do you know my cartoons?”

“It doesn’t matter. And it’s a caution stick. Sheesh.”

Saying that with the tone that he didn’t like it, he scratched his head and walked out of the room. Probably going to the bathroom.

Seeing his back like that, Kido smiled.

He seemed to know what he was missing.

Then, as he said, adjust the thickness of the pencil line and redraw his eyes.

Just as Silver said for sure.

The feeling he had conceived began to come to life.

‘It is now. It goes like this until the end.’

It was then that his confused head began to spin rapidly.

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Until the morning sun came up, Kido’s hand moved nonstop.

***

“Oh, did you write the manuscript all night?”

Jung Mi-ja, surprised, asked Kido, who had sloppy hair and stupid eyes.

Even though he couldn’t understand Korean, he nodded his head as if he understood roughly what it meant.

“brother. surely. Meanwhile, have you finished your drawing?”

When I approached such a Kido and asked a question, he answered me with open eyes, forming a circle with my thumb and index finger.

“Just a little more and you’re done.”

“Are you okay?”

“Isn’t it natural? This hyung has been doing this for several years already. This is nothing.”

“For that kind of thing, his eyes are open and his hands are shaking badly.”

“Hahaha. What are you joking about in the morning?”

smile with an awkward expression

I’m not kidding.

When that person came to visit yesterday, his face was a little hurt.

Did you just say dry it?

Hell, it seems like he’s been unable to sleep because of the pressure lately…

At that time, Ja-hee Koo with a towel around her neck and So-mi Park with a toothbrush looked at Kido working with a surprised face and said,

“Oh my, I think Kido-sensei’s eyes are completely opened.”

“Are you okay?”

After a while, Kyung-hee woke up with puffy eyes and got up like a zombie. Then, seeing Kido working for a long time, he approached me and said quietly.

“Uncle Kido, you woke up early in the morning.”

“Early bastard…, he said he didn’t even sleep.”

“Eh? Really?”

Surprised, Kyung-hee walked up to Kiddo and asked.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Uncle Tall, is it okay if I don’t sleep?”

“Are you Sunny?”

“Oh, my eyes are completely gone. This is Kyunghee. Kyunghee Lee.”

“wonder? Ah, Sunny Sister.”

“Yeah. But even if you sleep money, are you still a Daijobu?”

What other country is that?

But Kido seems to have figured it out.

“Ah, it’s fine. This big brother is irresistible.”

As he rolled up his arms and said, Kyung-hee said, ‘Ah,’ and gave a thumbs up.

“Uncle tall! Best!”

“Hahaha.”

“Hahaha.”

The two are smiling like crazy.

The chemistry between the two is strangely good.

For such a kid, her mother brings a cup of cool sikhye.

“Is it okay if I don’t sleep all night? If you drink even one cup of this, you will feel a little bit better.”

“Thank you. mother.”

Kido drank the sikhye that her mother had offered her.

“Hey! It’s delicious, mother!”

“It’s delicious.”

“I think I know this.”

Smiling like that, the mother hurried to the kitchen.

Everyone moves in a hurry.

Everyone is busy because they sleep in the same place and wake up at the same time.

Even in such a chaotic environment, Kido continued to draw with amazing concentration.

But as soon as he woke up, Seon-hee looked at Kido’s work with her frizzy hair.

The expression of seeing Kido’s work without blinking his eyes.

Now I know.

That means that Seonhee is concentrating on something.

It seems that he is learning something new while watching Kido’s drawing work.

Leaving the two of them alone, people finish their personal work and are busy preparing breakfast.

Then, the newly purchased large dining table was placed in the center of the firebox and meal preparation began to be completed.

But then, Kido jumped up from the desk and shouted.

“finished!”

“Oh! really?”

“okay. I have to go now.”

“Why? Breakfast is ready, let’s go eat.”

“no. There is not much time left until the manuscript is closed.”

Having said that, he gave a vague greeting to the members of the studio and our family, and then immediately left the studio.

“Go together.”

Eventually I followed him, caught a taxi nearby and sent him to the airport.

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“Is it peaceful?”

“okay. It is so peaceful.”

“A day like this is coming.”

“Yeah.”

“Wow, it feels so good to feel really drowsy.”

Everyone in Kido’s studio was sitting in a comfortable position, drooping and speaking one word at a time.

Until yesterday, everyone was restless because of the missing height, but after coming out to the studio today, everything changed with the words of the youngest, Mukai.

“Anyway, there is nothing we can do on our own unless we have a teacher.”

“so?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to think of it as a temporary vacation?”

“uh? That’s right.”

Everyone was convinced by the youngest child’s words.

After all, they have no way of knowing or knowing where the teacher is.

Of course, Kido’s wife seems to know, but does she really need to find out what she’s deliberately refusing to reveal?

Still, considering that I have been suffering from manuscripts over the past few months, I can think of it as a pleasant vacation.

Then Kido’s wife enters the studio.

She comes in with several plates on her tray and gives each one out.

“This is ice cream.”

“Oh, thank you.”

“Yeah. Bon appetite.”

“Yep.”

“Wow, cool and delicious!”

“It’s even more delicious than eating at a specialty store because I added raw strawberries!”

“Mom, thank you.”

So Kido’s wife covered her mouth and smiled and went straight to the kitchen.

The fishermen scooped up the ice cream with a small spoon and did not know what to do with this happiness.

“Ah, we also have this kind of peace.”

“okay. This is paradise.”

“Paradise, that’s a good thing. In my mind, I hope that the teacher will take a rest for a week and then come back.”

“right. Still, according to Mr. Tegoshi, who is in charge, the short story will be ready soon.”

“Then there is nothing to worry about, right?”

Nomura scoops her ice cream with a spoon and puts it in her mouth, nodding her head.

“Then we have nothing to worry about. Unless the teacher comes up to me right away and tells me to write a manuscript…”

At that moment, the atmosphere in the studio turned cold.

“·········Oh, sorry.”

“Yeah, don’t say anything creepy. It feels good, too.”

“Yes. Just imagining it makes my hair stand up.”

“sorry. even I did not know. After all, the short story has already been decided.”

“of course. There is no such thing.”

Everyone was relieved again and started eating ice cream.

It was a time when everyone was at peace and immersed in a peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly, the bedroom door swung open.

Then everyone’s heads slowly turned towards the door. And the fishermen’s eyes widened at the same time.

Kido is back.

“Stand, sir!”

“Five. Good luck, everyone was ready.”

“Yeah? Are you ready?”

“Come on, this one.”

Saying that, he held out the envelope he had been carrying to Senior Fisherman.

“What is this?”

“Whatever, drawing school.”

“D, is it a drawing school?”

“okay. I worked all night, but I did my best.”

“·················ogue.”

Then Kido’s wife entered the studio.

“Have you been?”

“exactly. You are back now.”

“Your expression… you’ve shaken it off as well.”

At that, Kido nodded her head.

“Right, madam. And I realized What I lacked and what I forgot.”