1983 Past Life Manga King

It might be better to end it for sure.

I haven’t even thought about a sequel yet, so Silver’s comments are understandable.

Anyway, since the storyline is complete, the work will be completed within a few days.

It feels a little strange to let go of Samsara, whom I worked with the most.

I’ll have to think about what to do with my next project.

* * *

The news that Samsara ended with the 11th volume was quite a shock to the fans.

The people of the Samsara Research Group gathered at a cafe in downtown Tokyo, especially because of the shock, were not in vain.

Among them, the man with the most severe dark circles opened his mouth weakly.

“Did you hear that Samsara’s next book is the last?”

“Is there anyone here who doesn’t know the news? You have to ask what to ask.”

“I wonder how severe the shock would be if he was like that? We have to understand.”

“When I heard the news, I couldn’t even sleep last night because of the shock.”

“me too. I live with the pleasure of watching Dragon Ball and the Fist of the North. Among them, he said that he enjoyed watching Samsara the most.”

“The case has all been resolved, but I wish the story could have gone on a bit more.”

“Aren’t you supposed to call the editorial department?”

“What are you going to do with the phone? Are you going to tell me that you can’t just finish samsara?”

“Is that too much?”

“How about sending a postcard? Maybe Sunny will change his mind.”

“The person who writes the story is Tengen.”

“Then to Tengen.”

“Did you not read the magazine? Tengen says he has finished everything he wanted to say.”

“Even if the story you want to say is over, you can think about it again. It’s the fate of a cartoonist in the first place.”

“It’s a jump type. Other magazines are different.”

“Oh, it’s difficult when it ends like this.”

Everyone in the research group was sad that Samsara ended like this, but in reality, there was nothing they could do either.

Then someone looked out the window of the cafe and sighed and mumbled.

“Isn’t it because of what happened at the signing event a while ago?”

At that, the man next to him asked with a curious expression.

“What? What do you mean all of a sudden?”

“These children, Sunny, you said that you were Korean.”

“Did something like that happen?”

Then some responded.

“I also read a few magazines. Especially the monthly gossip guys were the worst. Sunny is just a mother-in-law, and in fact, those children who wrote articles as they wished that there would be a separate writer. How excited I was when I read it. If I had received Sunny’s autograph in front of me, I would never have said that.”

“I wrote that the autograph was done by memorizing a few pictures.”

“Ah, I’m getting hot again from hearing this. After all, are you saying that’s the reason?”

When one of the people who was talking like that asked a question, the man who was constantly looking out the window turned around and answered.

“If it were me, I would have been furious after seeing such an article. It must have been a great shock to see such an article at such a young age.”

“right. Anyway, Yukiko committed suicide not too long ago. He was 18, maybe?”

“okay. When you are in high school, you are full of emotions.”

“Oh really. those scumbags. People who are not usually interested in comics.”

“I heard that gossip bastards sold a lot of magazines this time around. Children who know nothing but money.”

Then a man jumped up from his seat.

“Oh, I can’t stand it. I’ll go find you right now.”

“What are you going to do?”

“By the way, you have to scream!”

“That’s a good idea. I want to join too.”

“Let’s go too.”

“Then me too.”

Saying so, the others rose from their seats one by one.

* * *

Editorial Department of Monthly Gossip.

“Wow, if I had known that the response would be this good, I would have written it more provocative.

“Iknow, right. I never thought it would be like this.”

The reporter who wrote the article about Sunny is reading a magazine while he is smirking.

Then the editor approached him with a smile.

“Hey, Ganeda.”

“Yes, editor-in-chief.”

“this. encouragement.”

Saying that, he handed the white envelope and Kaneda who received it smiled brightly.

“Ah, thank you so much.”

“Well, this time, the number of copies sold was good. Please ask for an article like this next time. A little more provocative.”

“of course. At this point, we plan to do more research on Sunny.”

“Good good.”

But it was then.

An employee at the window jumped up from his seat and looked outside. Then he said with a surprised expression.

“uh? Were there a lot of people outside?”

“Why? What’s going on?”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“That’s me…. You seem to be looking at us right now?”

“What? What are you talking about?”

With that said, the editor and staff rush to the window and look down.

About 20 people seem to be shouting while looking at the shouting editing room.

When I opened the window slightly, I could hear people’s voices.

“Monthly Gossip! Take out the trash!”

“Shut up!”

“Monthly Gossip! Garbage is waste!”

“Waste!”

The editor, who saw that, looked back at the staff with a bewildered expression.

“Me, those people, why are you here?”

“I don’t know. Why the hell are you doing that?”

“Wait. What is Sunny doing down there?”

“Sunny? So what about that article?”

“It looks like that.”

“Crazy guys. Young guys are so obsessed with cartoons, they can’t make up their mind.”

“What?”

“What should I call the police?”

“Okay.”

The employee who answered so hurriedly picked up the phone.

the next afternoon.

Editorial Department of Monthly Gossip.

This time, most of the employees were gathered by the window.

Then the editor, who went upstairs, looked at the office and shouted.

“Hey, what else? Are they here again?”

“Yeah. But that’s…”

“What are you doing. without calling the police. chase him away.”

“I want to, but I think there are a lot of people.”

“A lot?”

Having said that, he approached the window and spoke again.

“How many should be more……!”

The editor standing by the window paused.

It was a completely different number of people than yesterday. At first glance, it seemed that there were over 100 people.

“Why so many?”

“There, I don’t know. I think that calling the police yesterday had the opposite effect…”

“Damn it. Police, call again.”

“Then what if there are more?”

“Call me. Do I have to go any further than this?”

“Yeah. Okay.”

The employee who answered so picked up the phone.

And again the next day.

“It has more than doubled from yesterday!”

“Damn! what? What kind of ants are you growing?”

“These people are in a bad mood right now. What if I stay like that until after work?”

“The police?”

“It’s difficult. Yesterday too, the police said they went back for an ejaculation.”

“·················ogue.”

The editor-in-chief’s expression as he looked down the window began to rot.

* * *

At Jiro’s words, I asked back with a puzzled expression.

“Protest?”

– Yeah. It started with the people of the Samsara Research Group, but it is said that it has already grown to more than 500 people. The magazine Monthly Gossip was troubled by this.

If it’s monthly gossip, I know it well because it was among the magazines Mine sent.

They were the ones who wrote the most malicious articles in the magazine.

Most of the articles were like stingrays that were wrapped up with only the brain-fiction without any investigation.

– As long as Samsara’s fans have acted like this, other magazines are likely to pay attention as well. Personally, I found it cool.

“haha. So am I.”

– By the way, there are so many fans cheering for us, isn’t it really sad that it’s over?

“I’m sorry, but what? If the circumstances are right, we can do it again.”

Jiro’s voice brightened at those words.

– Is that so? That’s good news.

“No, not necessarily.”

– You still have hope, don’t you? As a fan, I am also looking forward to it.

My mouth is bitter because I wondered if I said hopeful words for nothing.

Anyway, after the phone call is over, the fishermen are staring at me.

“why?”

“They say that Samsara might be serialized again. Isn’t that just what you’re saying?”

“What is that…….”

But Seon-hee is also looking at her with a strange expression.

Is that guy looking forward to it too?

I licked her tongue once and said as I looked around.

“We will put the matter aside for now. There are no plans right now.”

That said, everyone just laughed.

At that time, Silver, who was in the bedroom as usual, came into the studio with a strange expression on his face.

“They said a nuclear power plant exploded in the Soviet Union.”

First message about the future (3)

USSR, nuclear power plant.

Are you talking about Chernobyl?

“What is your name?”

Silver seemed to ponder my question for a moment, then tilted his head.

“What did you say? Cher… what are you saying?”

“Chernobyl?”

“uh? Did you know too?”

“······What. right.”

But what happened today?

For a moment, I felt my body stiffen with tension.

At that moment, the studio family also stopped and looked at Silver. And Park So-mi asked Silver.

“Is it an atomic bomb?”

“No, nuclear power plant.”

It’s a bit reassuring to say.

“The Soviet Union is very far away.”

“right.”

“Does it explode today?”

“Gorbachev announced it, but it must have been two days before it exploded.”

It was two days ago.

But at Silver’s words, everyone seemed relieved.

It’s probably just the fact that it’s not a bomb that makes you react like that.

Actually, something very serious happened.

Anyway, Silver frowns a lot to see if he agrees with me.

“The destruction of a nuclear power plant is perhaps scarier than a bomb.”

Even the fishermen were surprised at that.

“Didn’t I say that nuclear power plants are safe? The last time I heard on TV shows that nuclear power plants are safe.”