1983 Past Life Manga King

“What is he saying now? I have to hide again from today. How am I going to investigate it all by myself?”

“Ah, that’s right.”

Seeing the reaction, the man narrowed his eyes and asked with a curious expression.

“Isn’t it strange today? What are you doing? Maybe a man?”

“What a man! Don’t be silly, let’s go fast.”

Saying so, he took the man’s arm.

“Huh, what is it? So, were you thinking of me?”

“Tell me like that after washing. Can’t you see the reactions of the women around you?”

“I’m not interested in women like that.”

“Are you okay again?”

“Hehe.”

“Don’t laugh like an idiot and let’s go quickly.”

“Okay, okay.”

Saying that, he follows Mine as if being dragged along.

* * *

a few days later.

The editorial department of Weekly Shonen Hero.

After the recent article that Sunny was Korean, I was busier than usual.

Of course, although it is less than the first time, I still receive calls with complaints.

Thanks to this, there were quite a few people who were dissatisfied with this incident among the employees. And such dissatisfaction often turned to Jiro.

However, there was no one to speak of their dissatisfaction in front of them.

In any case, in such a confused and busy atmosphere, someone entered the editorial department and said in a loud voice.

“It’s a questionnaire, a questionnaire!”

Then, in an instant, employees flocked around him.

Normally, employees would receive a piece of paper at their seat and check the ranking of the questionnaire.

However, this time was different.

From the reader’s protest calls and postcards over the past few days, Samsara’s mood was truly the worst.

Therefore, their curiosity was about how far Samsara had fallen.

Plus, Pasiencia as a bonus.

Of course, that’s never a good thing. But that’s what people are curious about.

Someone first took the paper, checked it, and opened her eyes.

“Ah! Samsara…, 7th place!”

“Really?”

“Wow, are you really down?”

The staff roared with surprise.

“I thought I would keep the top 3 despite falling so badly in just one week.”

“Yeah. Were the readers so disappointed?”

“Maybe.”

“By the way, is a sincere man reclaiming first place after a long time?”

“There was a big gap with Esper John, who was in second place. Will Kido-sensei’s solo concert be held like before?”

“Wow, I’m envious. tegoshi. But where did this friend go? It’s number one.”

“Perhaps he went to Keydo-sensei.”

“You didn’t even check the rankings.”

“Well, wouldn’t you rather expect it? Because last week, I got a lot better votes than Esper John.”

“Well.”

“Anyway, Akigi-san, who has been so successful, is now in a crisis?”

“If you check your grades, you will be shocked.”

“Shh, be quiet.”

When Jiro, who had gone to the printing factory then, enters the editorial department, everyone glances at him. It’s such a strange atmosphere, and when I turn around, everyone coughs and scatters around.

Then an employee approached me and handed me an A4 sheet of paper.

“This is a questionnaire.”

“Ah yes.”

Saying so, I open the bell.

And Jiro’s brow furrows slightly. The staff glanced at them and looked at them.

Jiro looked at the questionnaire leaderboards for a long time, then immediately lifted his head. Then he hardened his face and picked up the phone.

*

After listening to Jiro, I nodded my head.

“i See.”

– ······ may fall further in the future.

“It’s something I’m prepared for.”

– ······ Are you okay?

“Of course it’s not okay. haha”

There was no word over the phone because my smile was strange.

That’s why I coughed.

And after such an awkward silence for a while, Jiro opened his mouth.

– First of all, I will personally go to a fan meeting such as the Samsara Research Society to check the reaction a little more and call.

“Yes sir.”

After hanging up, I leaned back against the back of the sofa.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

And then he took a deep breath.

Even if it was expected to some extent, it was a bit shocking that it fell from 1st place to 7th place at once in a week.

I thought there would be a lot of rejection towards Koreans.

As I was immersed in thought with my arms crossed, everyone’s eyes turned towards me. When I turn my head, everyone turns their gaze back.

Is there something wrong with my expression?

If you make such a loud noise and look like this, of course you will be worried.

me too

Then the phone rings.

Kyung-hee, who was near the phone, picked up the receiver.

Then, after a while, he looked surprised and looked at me right away.

“Brother, it’s the phone, the phone.”

“Who are you, so fussy?”

“Dragon!”

“What? Dragon? what is that?”

“So, what is it, dragon……, ah! okay! Dragon Ball!”

“Dragon Ball?”

“Huh. That writer teacher!”

“What?”

I jumped up from my seat and quickly walked over to pick up the phone.

*

A few days later, in the afternoon.

“I’m here! Teacher! And hello everyone!”

“Welcome, Kawada-san.”

It was Michiko who frequently visited Korea as Jung Mi-ja.

Looking at her like her, her Park Soo-mi asked warmly.

“Are you going to Mija unnie’s studio?”

“No, it’s straight from the airport. I have something to bring you here.”

“Ah.”

Sometimes Jiro sends fan letters or materials through Michiko.

“By the way, what should I do? Samsara’s ranking dropped a lot.”

Michiko put down her bag and gave me a worried look, she said to me.

“Well, what can I do? It’s something you have to go through anyway.”

“However, the rankings are so low. I thought the questionnaire rankings were not good.”

Having said that, he diligently rummaged through his bag. And as soon as he found something, his expression brightened and he pulled out a few brochures.

“uh? What is it? Comics?”

“Yeah. I bought it at the airport for fear of boredom, but I saw something interesting here.”

“Is it fun?”

“Yeah. look at this

Saying that, he offered me the first boy jump.

“Look at the last one.”

“Last? You mean the author’s review?”

“Yeah. Look there.”

I tilted my head with a puzzled expression and opened the last page. Then again, there are reviews of many authors.

What do you want to see?

First, I checked the review of the author of Dragon Ball, Akira Toriyama.

[Sunny-sensei, Tengen-sensei. cheer up. Regardless of their nationality, I’m always a fan. fighting!]

It’s a very short article, but without realizing it, my spine is thrilled. And at the same time, it feels like tears of emotion are about to come out.

Sometimes we communicate with each other about various things, but it feels different when we cheer for you in this way.

I was looking at it with a grin, then Michiko tapped me and said,

“Read something else.”

“Yeah?”

“Is it because other cartoonist teachers also wrote support messages?”

“········································································?!”

Surprised, I read the reviews of other cartoonists as well.

Tsukasa Hojo from City Hunter.

[Samsara, fighting the Dark Princess! It’s my favorite cartoon. Please contact XYZ.]

The Fist of the North Star Tetsuo Hara.

[You are already the best! cheer up!]

The muscular man Yude Tamago.

[What is a friend? Someone to laugh with. someone to cry with. Someone who will fight with you, sharing both joy and sorrow. Friends! The most precious property, the greatest joy, the one who wrapped with affection and bound with perfection. Friends! A gift from heaven. fighting!]

And other cartoonists are also writing to give us strength.

“·················ogue.”

Michiko said again when she was confused because she didn’t know what expression to make.

“Manga artists from other magazines here also posted messages of support. look.”

“·················ogue.”

What the hell is this?

is this really real?

don’t ignore the fans (5)

Looking at the last part of the magazines Michiko brought, the author’s reviews, I still couldn’t really feel it.

Most of them support Samsara and Sunny, from the most successful cartoonists in Japan to the lesser-known cartoonists.

In particular, there was an unknown excitement about the writing that applied the most famous lines from their cartoons.

[cheer up! Fighting!][I usually watch it. Nationality doesn’t matter!][Our mission is to burn it pure white! Samsara is the best! Dark Princess is the best!]

Just like the cheering comments from when I was living, in this age, they are cheering us on with their own reviews.

For a moment, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

uh? Chicken meat on the arm.

Anyway, it feels strange to be supported by so many cartoonists.

A few days ago, when I got a call from Akira Toriyama to support me, I felt like it was a dream or something new. But this time the size is completely different.

Has anyone ever received support from so many cartoonists like me?

At that time, with such emotion, the twins approached me. Then Kyunghee asked.

“What are you talking about now?”

Hearing Michiko and I’s conversation, he seemed to be curious.

At Kyunghee’s question, Michiko, who was in front of me, opened her mouth.

“The reviews of the cartoonist teachers. Cheers.”

“A letter of support?”

“Look at the two teachers. Come on, here.”

Michiko held out her magazines on her table to her twins.

The two guys who received it immediately turn to the last page. Then I started reading what was written there.

While reading, the twins’ expressions changed moment by moment.

Of course, Kyung-hee is fierce and Seon-hee is a little lukewarm.

Anyway, among the twins who read the article, Kyunghee responded first.

“Wow, are so many cartoonists really cheering for my brother and Seonhee like this?”

“of course. And that’s not all.”

Kyunghee’s eyes widened at Michiko’s words.

“Are there more?”

“Well, I don’t know the exact details, but these are the only manga magazines sold at the airport. So I haven’t been able to confirm more, but there are probably more.”

At that time, she raised her head with a curious expression on whether Park So-mi had been curious about it, and asked.

“What’s going on? Could you please tell us a little bit?”

Then Kyung-hee answered, holding the booklet and waving it softly.

“Here are the reviews written by cartoonists. Here, I wrote an article encouraging the cartoonists to cheer up Samsara. A lot of it too.”

“really?”