1983 Past Life Manga King

Hearing those words, Kojima sighed in relief again.

It was as if he had been saved from hell.

Jiro took the large phone the old man had given her and carried it to her ear.

“Yes, this is Akagi.”

– Why aren’t you in charge?

“I told you that before.”

– Kuroda will also do the work for you to bring the manuscript. Even the setter said that we would finish it all and serve it. So, Akagi-san’s job is to just look at the manuscript, isn’t it that hard?

Jiro sighed deeply at Izumi’s harsh words.

“If you’re going to do it all yourself, you don’t need an editor.”

– Just, just be in charge. Responsible only.

“It seems like I’ve said it many times, but it’s difficult.”

Then, through the phone, Izumi’s vigorous breathing was heard.

-·······Really, there are only cartoonists and editors and stuffy people.

“Are you a cartoon? Who are you talking about, Sunny?”

“Other people.”

“Others? Who are you talking about?”

“······So.”

As I was about to say something, I soon heard a sigh over the phone.

– That’s it, okay. Well, I drank good tea.

“Yeah? Is it a good car?”

Jiro asked with a look of not understanding what he was talking about.

But Izumi seems to not want her to go into details, so she changes the story.

– That’s all right, I’d like you to return the manuscript by the way.

As always, a woman named Izumi is just her egocentric woman.

Even while she was talking like this, it wasn’t the first time she suddenly jumped to another story.

However, as she works as an editor, she sees cartoonists with a different personality.

It must be because they are mostly people who lead a closed life. Besides, she said that the woman she is dealing with now is the only daughter of her chaebol family.

If you think about it that way, it’s not that strange.

As she was immersed in such clutter, a voice came over the phone again.

– Why aren’t you talking? Hello? Hello? Why is your phone like this? broken?

“I am listening.”

– But why aren’t you talking? frustratingly. Anyway, return the manuscript.

“As I said, the day after tomorrow is the deadline for her manuscript, so it is difficult. There are no short stories prepared to fill her void.”

– It’s because I don’t like the manuscript.

“I understand, but serialization also includes time commitments with readers. You just can’t do it like that.”

Izumi, who was silent for a moment, opened her mouth again.

– You said the manuscript is due the day after tomorrow, right?

“Yeah. It’s three o’clock in the afternoon.”

– I know. Can I just finish it by then?

“·················ogue.”

– Why aren’t you answering me? Right or wrong?

When Izumi was finished, her Jiro opened her mouth with a bewildered expression.

“I do, though.”

– Well, I’ll finish it by then, so don’t hand over the manuscript, okay?

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Jiro, who was taken aback by the idea of ​​completing the manuscript by the day after day, asked, wondering if it was possible.

“Do you have a manuscript that you have worked on in advance?”

– I don’t do that. At that time, I was telling the story in the sense of that time.

“·················ogue.”

– Geniuses don’t need a set story. Rather, it only interferes with the imagination of the moment you are working.

Even though he was calling himself a genius, he did not feel strangely repulsed. In fact, she was a genius enough to say that.

“Then, are you really going to finish it by the day after tomorrow?”

– Ok.

“It looks fine now, do you really need to do that?”

– You said you didn’t like it. Don’t make me say the same thing over and over again.

He didn’t seem likely to answer any more questions, so he just nodded her head.

“Okay. If you say so, please complete the manuscript by 3pm the day after tomorrow. Kojima will come to you on time.”

– Kojima? who is that?

“Izumi-sensei is in charge.”

– I never admitted that I was in charge. I want you to do it.

“It’s not what the teacher wants, and it’s not what I do.

– So who’s up to you?

“It’s not anyone’s will, but I already have a teacher in charge, so the company appointed me as another employee.”

– I’m really disappointed.

“Even if you are disappointed…”

– Anyway, there is no need to come to the person in charge. Kuroda will pick up the manuscript on time.

At Izumi’s words, Jiro glanced at her old man and then nodded her head.

“Then I will.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Having said that, he handed the phone to the old man.

The old man who answered the phone picked up the phone, had a brief conversation, hung up, and immediately greeted Jiro.

“Then, I’ll just go.”

Having said that, he left the editorial department.

Kojima, who looked at him, said to Jiro.

“Team leader, will the manuscript arrive by the afternoon of the next day? I think it will be difficult.”

“I don’t know. It’s not impossible if you stick with it from now on.”

In fact, there were some cartoonists who completed 20 pages in one day.

“Nakaya-sensei, didn’t you say no?”

“What if you are in charge and ask me about it?”

At that, Kojima looked at Jiro and said.

“The horse is in charge, I’ve never met him in person, and when I visited him before, I couldn’t even enter the door.”

She made an impression that even Jiro could not have guessed that it would be that much.

“·················ogue.”

“I’m sorry that the person in charge sounded like this.”

“You don’t have to apologize to me.”

“·················ogue.”

“Anyway, I heard that Nakaya-sensei works alone.”

“right? Then you have to finish 20 pages in almost two days by yourself.”

“right.”

“Is that possible?”

“That’s a matter for later, you just have to prepare to hand over the manuscript at any time.”

“Yeah. Okay.”

* * *

A strong voice came from over the phone.

– This time, I will never lose.

“·················ogue.”

– Please pass my words on to Ms. Sunny. This time, I will challenge myself with only my skills properly, and that kind of thing will happen in the future… No, that’s it. Anyway, looking forward to it.

Click.

Izumi, this woman hung up her phone again just talking to herself.

And wait, why am I doing that?

Putting down the phone with a puzzled expression, Silver asked.

“What else did you say this time?”

“I’m going to win again.”

Hearing that, Silver giggled.

“It seems like he wants to be recognized by you guys. Seeing you call me like that.”

“·················ogue.”

“Anyway, this second place was a bit surprising. I expected that the ranking would be high, but I didn’t think it would be enough to reach second place like that at once.”

My thoughts were similar to silver.

Because of her ability to draw at once, I thought she was a genius similar to Seon-hee, but that doesn’t mean she had a huge impact from the first episode.

Of course, I admit that it’s a pretty good story.

By the way, what did you mean by saying that you will challenge yourself with your skills properly this time?

I tilted my head like that and then shrugged my shoulders.

* * *

“It hasn’t arrived yet, what should I do?”

Kojima stomped his feet and shook her fuss.

Then she noticed that Jiro glanced up at her watch, and she looked away again, and she said.

“You still have 15 minutes left.”

“By the way, I keep getting calls asking me when it will end, saying that everything has been edited.”

“At the publishing house?”

“Yeah. I was very insulted. Newcomers are arrogant.”

Jiro heard the sound and frowned slightly, then she opened her mouth again.

“Okay. Anyway, I have some responsibility here.”

Saying so, she picked up the phone. She was about to call the publishing house.

But then I saw someone coming into the editorial department.

It was the old man who had always followed Izumi.

Seeing this, Kojima’s expression brightened, and she hurriedly approached the old man. Then the old man carefully held out the envelope containing the manuscript to Kojima.

“I brought the manuscript. The typesetting work has been completed, so check it out.”

“Ah yes. thank you.”

With a bewildered expression, she took out the manuscript she received the envelope, checked it, and nodded her head.

“Yes, I am literate. Thank you.”

“Can you return the original manuscript?”

“Ah yes.”

After answering that, Kojima handed the manuscript envelope that was on her desk to the old man.

“Here it is.”

Then the old man checked the inside of the envelope and immediately nodded his head.

“That’s right. Then I’ll just go and see.”

The old man bowed lightly and turned around. Then, Kojima and Jiro greeted him. Then Kojima looked back at Jiro with a sigh.

“Oh, I’m glad it’s not too late.”

“Come on, read the manuscript first.”

“Ah yes.”

Kojima hastily started reading the manuscript.

It’s late, but still, the editor’s comment should be left at the end.

But Kojima’s hand stopped as she was reading.

She then put her head on her manuscript and began to look closely.

“uh?”

“What is it?”

“This, this.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, no. It’s not like that… It’s huge.”

“It’s amazing.”

“The paintings are so amazing that they cannot be compared to before.”

Saying so, she turned her manuscript over and showed it to Jiro.

Jiro also nodded her head with a surprised expression when he saw the manuscript Kojima had shown him.

“exactly······. He said he didn’t like it, but he seems to have put a lot of effort into the painting.”

“But the story is different.”

“A story? Did you make any changes?”

“No, it’s a completely different process than before, isn’t it?”

“Is it different?”

“Yeah.”

Saying that, Kojima continued reading. And after a while, as if he had finished reading the manuscript, he put it down on the table.

However, his expression is not as serious as before.

“Why again?”

“The story is more wonderful than the picture.”

“What?”

* * *

“Hwan-ah Yoon, Paro.”

“Ah, thank you.”

I received the parcel from Sung Joon-hee and opened it right away.

As usual, two pre-published Boy Heroes are included.

Daebong Lee, who had come to the studio early with much effort, took one book and rummaged through it.

Seeing that, Silver made an impression.