1983 Past Life Manga King

As I looked at the picture with a satisfied expression, Kyung-hee came up to me and asked me.

“Are you such a great person?”

“Not great. He’s great now, but he’s going to be even better in the future.”

“Chi. I think Seonhee is better at drawing.”

She pointed her snout out and turned her head towards Kyung Hee who spoke.

Perhaps because of my sudden action, Kyunghee flinches and is surprised.

He placed her hand on Kyunghee’s shoulder.

“You, no matter what happens to our house in the future, make sure to keep that picture.”

It’s a bit absurd, but in my case, since I came here all of a sudden, I don’t know when I’ll be leaving again. And it is also a problem that people can face at any time in their lives.

But at my words, Kyunghee makes a strong impression.

“what? feel bad I hate to think like that!”

“That’s what it means, say. Anyway, protect that no matter what, okay?”

“What happens if you keep it?”

“Even if the house becomes difficult, I might be able to rebuild it with that painting.”

“What do you mean? Is it that great?”

“Not now, but in the future. It might be of great value in three or 40 years.”

“Ah, maybe.”

what he doesn’t know

That’s an unpublished illustration by Akira Toriyama.

As time goes by, the value will continue to rise.

that’s huge too.

I remember seeing on the internet that even ordinary illustrated signs were sold for over 10 million won before. And this is not just an ordinary illustration.

Anyway, it’s already mid-December.

Until a few days ago, it rained more often than in winter, but today it is sleet.

Thanks to that, I have a feeling that today is just winter.

There will be Christmas soon.

You can’t really feel it much in this neighborhood, but if you go out into the city, you can feel the end of the year atmosphere quite a bit.

Even if it’s not the same as when I was living, Christmas music is playing on the street, and Christmas trees are displayed everywhere, so I sometimes go out with my twins.

On the radio, advertisements from large department stores aimed at the end of the year are constantly appearing.

Still, it’s not a bad thing to listen to because of the Christmas music that comes with it.

With the snowy outside in the background, I opened the newspaper on the floor.

I don’t know what to read for a manga fanatic like me, but there are still a few things that stand out today.

These are movie advertisements.

“uh? Is the Terminator opening?”

It’s a familiar movie to me.

Of course, there are a few more besides the Terminator.

‘E.T’ or ‘Ghost Busters’ Oh, the newspaper advertisement says ‘Ghost Busters’.

Thanks to you, I giggled without realizing it.

When I look through the newspapers, I sometimes laugh at these unexpected things.

I was giggling alone like that, and Park Sang-sik, who was approaching me, came up to me and asked.

“Sometimes you laugh out of the blue. What else is so funny this time?”

“No, just. I saw a movie commercial.”

“Are there any new movies this week?”

To be honest, Lee Joo-il and I often don’t know where to laugh because the gag code doesn’t match.

“Not that. Oh, shall we go see this later?”

When I point my finger at a movie advertisement, Park Sang-sik opens his eyes wide and looks at it.

“Terminator? Anald Schwazenegger starring? What? Is it an action movie?”

anald?

There is a feeling that is difficult to explain.

“Wow!”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

He barely held back a laugh and opened his mouth.

“What? There is no action.”

“But again, what’s funny this time?”

“ね! Not funny!”

“The snow is a crescent moon, a crescent moon.”

“·················ogue.”

But then, through the sleet, I see Lee Daebong coming across the yard.

Since he started serializing in Boy Hero, he has been visiting the studio more often than before.

But something comes in with a large cloth and plastic bag in both hands.

“Aww, if you want to come, it’s definitely snowing.”

As soon as Lee Dae-bong entered the entrance, he stood up and shook his head and grumbled.

“Welcome, bro. But what is it?”

“Fufu. Sweet potatoes are the best when the weather is gloomy like today.”

At that, the Japanese family cheered.

“What sweet potato all of a sudden? Did you buy it?”

“I bought it, and I got it by helping out.”

“where?”

“Huh. country. Are you still studying cooking related things these days? After studying cooking, the principle was the same whether it was Chinese or Korean cuisine. Anyway, I go here and there to help with work and study.”

Since King of Jungwon Cooking started to serialize, it seems that Jeon Sang-gil rarely goes to the studio. And in my spare time, I travel all over the place. Then he came to our studio again.

He hasn’t been to foreign countries yet because travel appeasement hasn’t been done yet, but he’s a great man who won’t be attached to Korea once the overseas travel restrictions are lifted.

“I’ll borrow an empty furnace from the back over there. Do you have any firewood?”

“uh.”

“I’ll bake sweet potatoes.”

Kyunghee says she likes it and goes out with her arms rolled up.

“I do it too.”

Park So-mi stopped working and she followed Kyung-hee.

The two take the sweet potatoes and go outside through the door connected to the back of the kitchen.

There, there is an old-fashioned room the size of a small warehouse.

The former owner of the house has renovated everything else in a modern style, but only that place has been left in the old style, so the furnace is still there.

“I brought this too.”

Daebong Lee pulls out a bunch of shiny things from another pocket.

Jeong Mi-ja, who was watching it, said in surprise.

“Oh, is this a Christmas decoration?”

“There is no tree in the studio.”

“What does it matter? Decorate the floor hallway windows. I’ve been wanting to do something like this since I was little.”

With an excited expression on Lee Dae-bong, she took them out and taped them to the window and started decorating them.

Then the other fishermen help him and start decorating with him.

Everyone is happy with the expression on their faces that go back to their school days.

Either way, Silver and Seon-hee are still focused on painting.

Finally, the fishermen also hooked up the twinkling light bulbs and fixed them to the window. And when the electric cord is connected, the light bulb flashes.

“Wow, that’s pretty!”

“Good atmosphere.”

“Now I’m in the Christmas mood.”

People look at the twinkling light bulbs and look relaxed.

Seon-hee, who was only absorbed in painting, cannot take her eyes off the twinkling light bulb.

After a while, Kyung-hee and Park So-mi brought in a large basket of roasted sweet potatoes that had turned black.

“Come on, eat delicious roasted sweet potatoes!”

But Kyunghee’s lips are dark.

Maybe they tasted one first.

“Wow, it’s been a while since roasted sweet potatoes.”

“It reminds me of my grandmother in the countryside.”

“Me too.”

“Oh, do you want to eat seolgi?”

Nyaaang

Seolgi Bek, who has been living in the studio for a few days, is sitting next to Seon-hee and eating roasted sweet potatoes that people around him have peeled.

What can’t this guy really eat?

Do cats really eat anything like this?

Then I see a person wearing an umbrella coming into the yard. Sung Joon-hee’s mother is coming in carrying her Jun-ha.

Sung Joon-hee hurriedly opened her door and went out, and she carried Jun-mo instead. Then the two had a conversation and her mother turned her head slightly toward us and turned around.

While my family and I stood up and greeted each other in the studio, Sung Joon-hee came in carrying her sleeping mother-in-law.

“Why? Mother, please come in and eat together.”

“no. Mom is uncomfortable with this place. She said that Jun-mo kept looking for her sister, and she was forced to bring her, but she seemed to be a nuisance. Please tell me that you are sorry.”

“What are you talking about, nonsense?”

While Sung Joon-hee and I were having a conversation like that, Kyung-hee brought her blanket and laid it on the floor, and she laid her coat on it. Then, Seolgi Bek, who was eagerly eating her sweet potato, clings to Junmo and crouches down.

Does that guy, Seol-beek, like Jun-mo that much?

She is sleeping next to Junmo, who is already asleep.

“I think Seol-beek looks good with Jun-mo.”

When Park Soo-mi looked at it and said, Sung Joon-hee laughed.

“Iknow, right. Junmo also likes Beksulgi very much.”

“It’s a friend. pal.”

Everyone laughed at the two sleeping guys.

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