1983 Past Life Manga King

After saying that, he gave me a rough idea of ​​the hidden meaning. There are so many hidden things that it is difficult to explain them all, but I have only revealed a few that I immediately remembered.

Of course, except for things that could be spoilers, it’s no fun if you give too much information, no matter how much you’re in charge.

Because I think that only when a story comes out enough to deceive the person in charge, the reader will be surprised.

After talking about it, I hung up the phone.

And in the afternoon, the kids who were playing kites outside and Lee Dae-bong come in together.

However, Miryung and Junmo are holding the shield kite, not the ray kite they took with them.

“I’m here!”

“Come on.”

“Welcome. Brother!”

While greeting people, children are playing with shield kites in the yard.

“What is that shield kite?”

“Oh, that one? I saw a lot of kites on the hill when I was coming here. It looked interesting, so I bought a shield kite and a reel at a stationery store, and went up and played with them too? But…

“Suddenly, I wanted to start a kite fight.”

Silver giggled and interrupted Lee Dae-bong’s words.

“Huh? How did you know?”

“I don’t know your guy? You’ve often had kite fights with children in the past. Of course, you’d never have won.”

“I won this time.”

Lee Dae-bong proudly said, and raised her shoulders.

Then Silver looked out and asked Lee Dae-bong again.

“Of course, against those kids.”

“…Huh? Are you a shaman?”

“The shaman is a doghorn, and the children went out with a stingray kite and came in with a shield kite, so it’s understandable.”

“…… is it?”

Saying so, he smiles awkwardly.

“I had no choice but to buy a shield kite to appease the children. They said they were trying to kill me.”

“Your brother was wrong.”

Everyone in the studio smiles at Park Sang-sik’s words.

“Ah, Yunhwan-ah. But can you help me?”

“What?”

“Actually, these days, while making the story of ‘Jungwon Cooking King’, I felt like something wasn’t being conveyed properly. there?”

“Oh, I guess.”

It was a familiar word.

A story is not just about creating a storyline and handing it over to it.

Anyway, since the cartoonist expresses what the story writer thinks, in important scenes, it is necessary to fully understand the story writer’s intentions to be able to express it properly.

However, in the Japanese comics world, it is common for the story and the manga artist to work only with the mediation of the editor, without meeting each other.

Of course, we sometimes exchange opinions over the phone, but again, it would be good to see them often to do it properly.

However, in the case of Lee Dae-bong, he has a problem that he is not good at Japanese because he is Korean, so it is difficult to convey the meaning properly.

Of course, I make new translations before sending them out, but literally, I just naturally make corrections, so I don’t know Lee Dae-bong’s thoughts.

Anyway, because of that, Daebong Lee seems to feel that he is becoming a cartoon with a different feeling from what he thinks.

“I don’t know much about drawing. That’s why it’s hard to tell the settings again.”

“Don’t you know many people?”

“But the best is here.”

Seon-hee?

“so?”

“I want to ask Seon-hee for some help. Is it okay?”

“You should ask Seon-hee rather than me.”

“Then, are you okay?”

“I don’t care. If Seon-hee is good, in other words, if Seon-hee gets angry, it’s over.”

“Okay.”

After answering that, Daebong Lee went straight to Seonhee.

“Sun-hee, can I ask for a picture?”

At those words, Seon-hee, who was working on the drawing, raised her head and nodded her head with an expressionless face at Lee Dae-bong.

“Okay.”

“As expected, our Seon-hee, thank you.”

Having said that, he immediately started talking about what he needed.

“Oh, it’s about the background and the worldview.”

While Lee Dae-bong was talking to Seon-hee, I started discussing the next Samsara story with Park Sang-sik.

Park Sang-sik was also quite shocked to find out only after hearing from me that a huge amount of Easter eggs were hidden in this Dark Princess.

So based on that, I asked with a worried look as I dig deeper into the story.

“Are you okay? From the beginning, this story was so great that I couldn’t even afford it.”

“Hyung, just take care of things. I’ll take care of the story.”

“By the way, the people of the Samsara Research Society are amazing. How do you find these things? You said you didn’t know?”

“Yeah. I was surprised too. How could you dig so deeply?”

“Anyway, thanks to you, it’s fun. I think it’s going to be a really great piece of work if it’s done properly.”

“From now on, it will be applied to Samsara. I’ve already finished talking with Seon-hee.”

“Really, I have no idea what scale Samsara will become in the future. Really.”

“I do not know either.”

The settings that were already captured at the beginning are in the state of being modified little by little.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

This is because the existing story alone will not be a competitor to Fist of the Hokuto or Dragon Ball.

In addition, this year, Hojo Tsukasa finished the serialization of Cat’s Eye and started City Hunter.

Now that monster-like cartoons are coming out of Boy Jump in earnest, I have to prepare myself.

I made Samsara, who was a bit fanciful, to fit the public feeling, but I also increased the scale of the cartoon and added more interesting settings by throwing rice cakes that fans would like.

It is a story I made purely, and the fight against legendary comics is about to begin in earnest.

Perhaps the thing I most desired is about to begin.

It’s impossible to keep fighting for rankings in Boy Heroes forever.

“This is a questionnaire.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Jiro accepted the questionnaire result from the staff.

And I quickly checked the results.

1st place… … .

Samsarada.

match!

Unconsciously, he clenched his fists and smiled. Then, his eyes met Tegoshi, who was nearby.

“Ah.”

Although he had a slightly embarrassed expression on his face, Tegoshi simply smiled and said, “Congratulations.”

However, regret remains in Tegoshi’s eyes.

This time, he believed that a man of sincerity would defeat Pasiencia and retake the first place, but he gave up the place to Samsara by mistake.

“Mr. Kido said he was confident this time, but it’s a bit disappointing. But Pasiencia won.”

He beat Pasiencia, who had pushed the man of sincerity to second place for a few weeks, but is in second place again.

So it made me more sad.

Because this time he didn’t even take first place.

Then Yajima interrupted their conversation with a frown.

“Hey, Tegoshi, don’t say you’re full. You insult other employees.”

It was only then that he realized that the staff around him were grinning and blushed.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Honestly, I’m also in 4th place, so it’s a bit disappointing. The King of Jungwon Cooking was also really fun this time, because the three works you two are in charge of are so strong. It’s hard to get into. Damn people.”

Then the staff around them also joined in the conversation.

“Still, Yajima-san even made it to 3rd place. We’re fighting for 5th place, putting aside 4th place in the first place.”

At that, Yajima scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

“Oh, that’s what I see. Ha ha ha.”

“Hey, that’s too much. I just said, think of others.”

“Is it? I can’t remember.”

“What? A goldfish? Why do you forget it so quickly?”

“Hahaha.”

While the staff is talking like that, a neatly dressed female employee enters the editorial department.

The female employee in a neat blouse looks like a secretary to a company executive.

Then she approached her editor-in-chief and she quietly said something, and she stood up from the editor-in-chief. Then she goes straight to the editorial board with her woman.

The staff, who looked at the back of those two, murmured.

“Where’s the secretary?”

“Doesn’t he look like the manager’s secretary?”

“Executive manager? Why did the manager’s secretary take the editor-in-chief?”

“Isn’t the managing director trying to fall over something again?”

“Really, why is that person so anxious that he can’t eat our editor-in-chief?”

The employee with a pathetic expression on his face opened his mouth.

“Our editor-in-chief is connected to the vice president, so that’s it.”

“Damn it. It’s annoying.”

Yajima, who was listening to the conversation between the staff, kicked her tongue and said to Jiro.

“Let’s have a cup of coffee. The coffee from the vending machine on the first floor downstairs was delicious.”

“That’s right.”

The two took the elevator down to the first floor.

And as I was walking in front of the vending machine that Yajima was talking about, I saw a team leader from the Boy Hero editorial department going to the elevator with a bearded man in his early 30s.

“Huh? Isn’t that Nitta’s manager?”

“Is that so?”

“But who is the man with you?”

Yajima looked at it for a moment, then she frowned and said,

“Huh? Where’s the face he’s seen?”

“Senior, do you know someone?”

At Jiro’s question, Yajima scratched her head.

“It’s familiar, but I can’t remember who it is.”

After saying that, I wanted to shrug her shoulders, and it soon became a look on my face that reminded me of something.

“Ah.”

Then, he looked straight at the elevator he had just entered.

Seeing this, Jiro asked with a surprised face.

“Did you remember?”

“okay.”

“Who are you?”

“Nishida Yuki, who drew the psychic zone.”

“Esper John?”

After saying that, Jiro thought for a moment, then immediately opened her eyes wide and asked.

“Is that manga serialized in Weekly Fire?”

Jiro was instantly reminded of it.

A sci-fi comic that has been serialized in Weekly Fire, a youth magazine since the early 1970s.

It was a manga that started with a doujinshi, but the editor of Weekly Fire discovered it and started serializing it, and it is a popular manga that continues to this day.

“Yeah, the serialization is probably over 10 years ago?”

“Yes, there must have been more than 30 books. There was talk that an animation would come out now.”

“right.”

“Then, Nishida-sensei, are you a boy hero?

“I guess he’s still serialized in popular magazines.”

“But it’s a little awkward.”

“Yes. Why are you coming in with Team Nitta, anyway?”

Then, as if thinking of something, Yajima’s eyes widened.

“Surely, Nishida-sensei, isn’t it related to the managing director?”

“Oh!”

Team leader Nitta is one of the four team leaders in charge of the boy hero, but everyone who knows him knows that he is a managing director.

Isn’t it possible that such a Nitta team leader brought Nishida-sensei as a personal acquaintance?

In addition, I saw the editor-in-chief following the managing director’s secretary earlier, so I felt something uncomfortable.

“Damn, it’s clear he has a plan. What else is you, Guri trying to harass the editorial department with this time?”

“…Please, I hope my expectations are wrong.”

“Twitch.”

***

Kido shook his head and shouted.

“Nishida? Is that old guy a boy hero?”

“Yes. Do you know Nishida-sensei by any chance?”

Tegoshi nodded his head with a look of dissatisfaction with the question.

“Well, we drew a doujinshi together before, so I know it well.”

Tegoshi was startled when he heard the story for the first time.

“Huh? Really? Is it the same doujinshi?”

“okay.”

“Tell me, please.”