1983 Past Life Manga King

“Do you want coffee?”

At her words, Tegoshi smiled awkwardly with a helpless expression on her face.

“Can I ask for something cool?”

“Yeah. Please wait.”

After the female employee answered with a smile, Tegoshi’s powerless gaze turned to Kido and Jiro.

“Who, I survived thanks to Jiro-san.”

She drools as she says so.

While Tegoshi was lying on her sofa, Kido approached Jiro’s seat and accepted the copied manuscript. Then she dragged a nearby chair and sat down on her seat, looking carefully.

“Hmmm…”

While she frowns, she looks meticulously at each scene as if trying not to miss every single scene. She then nods her head as she covers the finished manuscript.

“After all, I don’t feel like a person who drew a manga the way I thought it would.”

“Is that so?”

“Still, it’s fun. I have a better sense than I thought, and it feels good. This is really surprising.”

Kido said so, but she made a face that looked like she was thinking about something.

Jiro looked at him and asked.

“Why?”

“After all, I want a brother to be a brother.”

“You mean talent?”

“no.”

“···········?”

When Jiro made a face that he couldn’t understand, Kido smiled.

“The atmosphere of the story, the atmosphere. It’s very similar.”

“Are you talking about your brother?”

“Yeah, with her brother Daiki, and that guy.”

Kido nodded her head and said. But at that moment, Jiro was surprised.

“Wait a minute, Daiki? Did you say your name is Daiki now?”

Kido looked puzzled at Jiro’s reaction.

“right. Daiki Kamiya. That friend is Jun Kamiya, as you know. But why?”

“Are you Jun Kamiya? This is the first name I’ve ever heard. If your younger brother’s name is Kamiya Daiki, it must have been a pseudonym.”

“What? alias?”

“Yeah. He told me his name was Daiki Kamiya, so I thought that was his real name.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah. But I feel like I know something. If it’s to commemorate a deceased brother.”

There is nothing wrong with using my brother’s name as a pen name. Rather, the fact that he used the name of his deceased brother was a heartbreaking story, and it was only pity.

“What is it?”

Kido nodded his head, then looked at the copied name near the manuscript.

Looking at it, he frowned.

Seeing this, Jiro explained.

“Ah, that was a copy of the name. The content is a bit longer. It looks like it was made with a feature film in mind from the beginning.”

“·······This picture of the name.”

Kido paused for a moment and spoke again.

“It’s a painting by Daiki.”

“Yeah?!”

Jiro was startled.

“Are you sure?”

“He’s the guy who worked for me. It’s only natural to know the picture level. It’s been a while since he quit, but he definitely remembers it.”

In fact, it is not natural unless there are a few writers who have strong relationships with fishermen.

Anyway, if you see Kido talking like that, it certainly seems right.

“then······.”

“After all, it seems that he made a manga under the name his brother left behind. Now I kind of understand the situation.”

“Then why did you insist on drawing it yourself? It would be nice to have someone who can better express the storyline left by my younger brother.”

At that, Kido put on a surprised expression.

“Did you say that?”

“Yeah. Of course, I didn’t say that I had to do it unconditionally when I refused.”

“Didn’t you tell me about Sunny?”

“Yeah? Are you a Sunny writer? not really. By the way, why are you asking that all of a sudden?”

“I heard Daiki, I met him before he died. I thought he had quit the fishery life and returned to his hometown because of his health, but it seems he has come back to Tokyo. Anyway, I happened to meet him on the street back then, and he said that. He wants to try comics again. But he said the reason was because of the work Samsara. I said that I was inspired by seeing the work. So, if this was Daiki’s last name, I wondered if he would have told his older brother Jun.”

“Is that really true?”

When Jiro asked again in amazement, Kido frowned and asked.

“Why do you keep asking questions like that? Did I say a lot of things that are hard to believe?”

“Oh, no. That’s not it. You keep talking about great things.”

Kido nodded his head to see if he was convinced by that, and muttered, ‘I’m a little bit like that.’

“I didn’t feel that way even when I saw the name.”

At Jiro’s words, Kido smirked.

“Inspiration doesn’t necessarily mean imitating, so it’s natural. There are several things that are affected. It could be a specific scene or it could be a line.”

“I think so.”

“Anyway, would it be okay if I looked at this name?”

But Jiro shook her head from side to side.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“I’m sorry, but the name is a bit difficult.”

“No, the manuscript is fine. Why not have a name?”

“This is different. The manuscript was published as a concept for a contest, but the name is still difficult to disclose. Since we are in the position of keeping the name, we are in a position where we cannot recklessly change it to the outside world. Anyway, I hope you understand.”

Only after hearing those words did Kido suppress his excitement and savor her.

“Well, if you say that. It’s impossible. Yeah, okay. By the way, why are you so clumsy with such an important name?”

“Oh, I see. This is my mistake.”

Jiro, who blushed her face, said so, immediately put the copy name in an envelope and put it in the drawer.

Kido looked at him and said.

“Then why did that friend come back to you earlier?”

“I do not know. Doesn’t that mean you’re accepting the story I suggested earlier?”

“Are you entrusting the drawing to someone else?”

“Yeah.”

“Perhaps that’s right, but considering I’ve rejected it before, it must be.”

“Is that it?”

“Sunny.”

“…are you sure you want to ask Sunny teacher a favor?”

“Perhaps not? If the name itself was influenced by Samsara in the first place.”

“······Ah.”

“But still, wouldn’t that be unreasonable? Because Sunny already has three works in progress. Of course, one is monthly, so that’s fine, but the other two are weekly. At least one work that is being serialized in a weekly magazine will only be possible when it is finished.”

Jiro nodded her head in agreement with Kido’s words.

As a high school student, I am already doing so many high-quality works.

“By the way, I wonder what it would be like if Sunny drew a cartoon like that.”

“That’s me too.”

“haha.”

Kido, who had laughed like that, shouted as if he had remembered something again.

“Hey, Tegoshi! Where are you?”

Tegoshi, who had been lying on the sofa, jumped up at Kido’s cry.

“Oh, yes, sir! I am here.”

“Give me a taxi fare!”

“Yeah?”

“I have to go back, but I have no money. So, ask for a taxi fare. no money?”

“Ah yes! There is, there is.”

“Then lend me some money.”

“I’ll catch a taxi for you.”

“Well then, thank you.”

“Come down with me.”

“Um, yes.”

Tegoshi hurriedly answered, and as she took the lead, Kido, who nodded her head, followed.

Then she breathes a sigh of relief.

He seemed to have forgotten why he came here.

* * *

“Part 1 finished?”

Lee Dae-bong asked with a surprised expression.

“uh. To make some changes to the Fasiencia story.”

“What about Seon-hee?”

“You said you would follow my thoughts.”

“Pasiencia’s popularity is okay. It’s about 4th place in popularity.”

“Well, yes.”

“Did you tell the person in charge?”

“I am going to tell you today. Still, I had a lot of conversations with Akagi-san about Fasiencia, but I always felt that something was missing. So, I’m going to finish with Part 1, take a little break, and then start serializing again.”

“It’s not a bad decision. If you force it to be serialized, it could only ruin the story even more.”

“Even if it’s not forcing, I don’t take a break, so it seems like the story is just repeating itself.”

“Oh, right. that’s the same I was also worried because the story of King of Jungwon Cooking seems to be becoming too common these days. Shall we finish part 1 together and take a break?”

At Lee Dae-bong’s words, scratching his chin, Silver intervened with an absurd expression.

“It’s funny. How long has it been since you’ve been serialized? Are you talking nonsense like that? On top of that, a topic that is less popular.”

“Hey, why is Jungwon Cooking King so unpopular?”

“Noisy. What kind of guy is breaking up with both Samsara and Pasiencia.”

“How are you, no matter how you compare?”

While Lee Dae-bong was muttering, the phone rang.

“You, the phone saved you.”

When Lee Dae-bong said that, Silver stood up.

“Why, let’s open it once?”

“Who!”

Lee Dae-bong says so and leaves at once.

Then Mi-Jeong Cha called me.

“Teacher, this is Akagi-san.”

After receiving the phone from Mi-jeong Cha, they exchanged greetings with Ji-ro. After that, Jiro tells me about the manuscript schedule, the reactions of the readers this time, and the stories I heard at the Samsara Research Group.

After listening for a while, this time I said.

“There is something I want to tell you.”

– Yeah. Please speak.

“I’m going to finish Part 1 of Fasiencia soon.”

Jiro was startled by my words.

– Yeah? Part 1 finished?

“Yeah. I’m going to take a little break and start preparing a new story.”

– After all, you have decided that a change must be made.

“Yeah. After talking with Akagi-san before, I also thought a lot about it.”

– Yeah.

After saying that, he immediately opened his mouth, as if something came to mind.

– Oh, so how about that?

“What?”

– Do you remember Villain X?

“Yeah.”

– I was wondering if you could take charge of the drawing once.

“Drawing?”

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– Yeah. Anyway, the writer of Villain X said he would like Sunny to draw even a short story.

Jiro says so and lengthens the story about Villain X.

But when I heard it, I was quite surprised.

When he saw the short manuscript the other day, he thought that his drawing skills were inferior to his storytelling skills, but there was a reason for that.

He quit his older brother’s continuity work and jumped in to take on the challenge, but on the other hand, I thought it was amazing.

Some might think it’s stupid, but mine is a little different.

It was because he seemed to know how much he had to worry about life from the moment his brother died.

Because I was well aware of the disappointment of the sudden death of a family member.

By the way, I never thought that Villain X was inspired by Samsara.

To be honest, I thought we were rather inspired by Villain X.

Well, in the case of cyberpunk, Akira and Ghost in the Shell, who were influenced by Western culture, had a huge influence on them again, so it’s not special.

Of course, I don’t know if it’s comparable to such a grandiose thing.

Anyway, I’m lost in my thoughts, but I hear a cautious voice over the phone.

– If it’s a burden, don’t do it.

“No, not like that. Well, let me think about it for a moment. I think we should ask about Seon-hee’s opinion.”

Jiro paused for a moment at those words, and answered with a bit of bewilderment as if it was surprising.

– ······Is that so?