1983 Past Life Manga King

“·················ogue.”

“Would you like two? three?”

“·················ogue.”

“It’s okay because it’s okay.”

“·················ogue.”

But how come there is nothing

Still, when it comes to eating, it’s as good as Kyung Hee’s.

Thinking it was strange, I looked towards the store again.

Then he sees a group of families that appear to have just come out of the store.

There are four people: a couple who appear to be in their mid to late 40s, a girl who looks like a middle school student, and a boy who looks like a high school student.

They came out of the store with a paper bag of hamburgers and met our eyes.

do you know each other

But how come the faces of the people over there seem to be rotting?

A girl holding an envelope is hiding her envelope behind her back.

what is that

“Oh, it’s Yunhwan. And who? Are you Kyunghee?”

A middle-aged man looks at us with a surprised expression.

However, the family members who are with them have changed with a cold expression as if they were like that.

I don’t know who they are, so I’m just rolling my eyes, and the middle-aged woman next to me says she doesn’t like it.

“If you see an adult, you should say hello. Does her little father and little mother cry?”

Grandpa and little mother?

Oh, you’re like that.

If so, it’s natural to say hello.

“Good morning.”

I looked back at Seon-hee, saying hello, but there was no movement. Even though he’s usually like ice, he’s the type of person to say hello.

But somehow, even after seeing my little father, his eyes seem to have gotten colder.

“Oh, it’s Seon-hee.”

“Hey, you don’t even know how to say hello? Anyway, why is it that she has such a small personality?”

Looking at the horseshoe bird of a person called Little Mother, it seems that we don’t get along very well with our family.

And if you can say that out loud in front of people like this, I can understand why Seon-hee hates it.

At that time, a man called my uncle, who was watching my wife, looked at us and asked.

“Okay, how is your house these days? Is your mother healthy?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m happy.”

However, a woman named Little Mother drags him and grumbles.

“Honey, just go. Don’t get tangled up, what do you do if you ask for money?”

“nevertheless······.”

“Just let’s go.”

As if it can’t be helped, a man called little father is led by his wife and moves on to her again.

“Say my regards to your mother.”

Saying so, he hurriedly disappeared.

As we walk away, the kids say, “Beggars.” There is also the sound of whispering.

A middle-aged woman sometimes says, “Now, please don’t pretend to know them.”

what are those

It’s ridiculous and I laugh out loud.

And when I turn around, Seon-hee has her mouth shut and her fists outstretched are trembling.

Seriously, he’s a relative, so it’d be irritating for me to be ignored like this.

I clicked as I looked in the direction they disappeared.

“Ttttttt, that’s harsh. It’s like people who are relatives are so openly ignoring them.”

After that, Seon-hee turned to me and threw a word.

“Not relatives.”

“You’re my little father.”

“The enemy.”

“enemy?”

What else does this mean?

I know it’s not cheap, but it’s a bit strange to be called an enemy.

There must be a reason, but that’s what the kid is saying. It’s kind of an analogy.

I hate it like an enemy, right?

Haha, it’s common to have relatives who don’t get along well.

Anyway, it’s a good day, but you can’t ruin your mood because of the wrong people.

“Come on, shall we eat hamburgers too? Do you like hamburgers?”

At those words, Seon-hee nodded her head as she looked in the direction of the disappearance of her still-worse family.

“Then let’s go in. I will buy you as much as you want to eat.”

“I can not see.”

“What?”

“I can’t see you, Snow White.”

“Snow White?”

Looking back, I can’t see Baek Seolgi, who had been following Seon-hee until now.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Where did this guy go?”

“·················ogue.”

“Should I wait?”

“No, I will find you.”

“then. Let’s go get a hamburger or something.”

Seon-hee, who is still rolling her eyes, follows me to the store pretending that she doesn’t agree with my words.

Spicy, it’s cute.

***

“Did you see his eyes? Why are those tiny crab eyes so bloody?”

Chan-yong Lee’s wife, Seon-ok Kang, is annoyed at her as she recalls the siblings she just saw. It’s the kind of house I don’t usually like. Especially those two siblings.

Her daughter and son agree with her and step out.

“He’s basically an idiot who doesn’t talk very much. So mama be patient. Huh?”

“right. The people in that family are all unlucky from the past. In particular, the older brother is a complete bully, a bully. I was right too.”

Those words distort Kang Seon-ok’s impression.

“No, boys can play pranks on girls, how ignorant you are with that. Things that don’t really exist. Just thinking about that time, I’m still getting hotter, really. Anyway, in the future, you too, don’t go to your house because you feel sorry for them. Okay?”

Lee Chan-yong frowned slightly at Kang Seon-ok’s words.

“Still, I owe you something, is that okay?”

“What are you talking about? It’s only natural for an older brother to help his younger brother, and that’s a great thing. And he’s dead now. But why would you care about your dead brother’s family?”

“You really did give us a lot of money when hyung was in a difficult situation. That’s why it’s difficult for my brother’s family. But I can’t say that I don’t know. And thanks to that, we are now where we are.”

“Why is it thanks to my brother? We’ve been running the store well, so we’re buying this much. And you’ve done enough for your brother. I also gave a few gifts during the holidays. But where are those haters thanking you?”

“·················ogue.”

“Anyway, don’t think about it! Okay?”

“Okay.”

Kang Seon-ok released his frown expression when Lee Chan-yong nodded her head.

“Anyway, it’s because they’re horae children, so there’s no such thing as cheap things. What the hell are you trying to do?”

“Whatever happens, I’ll be a thug or a bar girl.”

“Yamma, where else did you learn those words?”

“My father only has me for nothing.”

“Yeah, you were right.”

As I walked, I saw a white object in the dark in front of me.

“Mom, what is that?”

“Well?”

When I approached it so carefully, it was a white cat.

“what? it’s a cat But how bad are those eyes?”

“right. It’s kind of a bad cat.”

“Don’t go there! Whoop, whoop.”

My son, who is a high school student, screams, but the cat doesn’t budge.

“Ugh! that?”

Saying that, suddenly the cat hurriedly left the place.

The son saw it and then smiled.

“I’m fussing.”

But it was then.

blah rumbling.

Suddenly, a large truck passed by with a loud noise.

But suddenly it stumbles.

rumble.

It was night, so it seemed that he could not find the muddy water that had been deeply pitted on one side of the road, so he went wildly over it.

👌👌👌👌

Suddenly, a huge amount of water flooded their family.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

“Ahh!”

“Mom!”

“Wow!”

Everyone in the family screamed in different ways. And soon they became like drowning mice.

Looking at myself, I couldn’t believe what had happened.

It was a long-awaited outing, so the clothes he wore with great care were a mess.

No, rather than that, the thought of going home like this makes my eyes bleed.

“Hey, what the hell is this, really!”

“Ai, what is this kind of thing?!”

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“You be quiet!”

***

After having a late breakfast, I went downstairs and Park Sang-sik’s door was locked.

Apparently, he didn’t come back from Kang Yong-cheol’s house yesterday.

Anyway, there was a lot of work left, so it must have been unavoidable.

I went straight to the street. Then, as I went straight to Kang Yong-cheol’s house on the bus, I was thinking about what happened yesterday.

Seon-hee’s talent.

I saw a lot of potential in the technical part, if not completely, of my talent as a cartoonist. It’s also a huge possibility.

To be honest, while watching Seon-hee’s amazing memory and obsession with comics, I’ve always thought that she might have talent as a cartoonist. So I took him to Yongcheol Kang’s studio to check it out and to give him an experience, although it’s a bit small.

However, he confirmed his incredible talent.

Because of that, I couldn’t sleep properly all night.

How could such a talented child be in a family?

But at the same time, there was also a curious aspect.

A child with such talent should have made a name for himself as a cartoonist anyway, but my memory doesn’t exist at all.

Because there was no face or name of Seon-hee among famous female cartoonists.

Of course, it could have been that he was hiding his name. However, if it is Seon-hee’s talent, it is impossible not to go unnoticed, and if so, there may be some writers who are suspicious, but such people do not know.

There is a high probability that Seon-hee would not have been active as a cartoonist.

If so, why?

The most likely thing right now is the existence of the only person in the family that I didn’t fully understand: Nara.

No, to be precise, it’s the body guy.

Roughly speaking, I am just judging that he must have been a human being like a sheep.

Then, thanks to such an older brother, was her sister unable to realize her dream and was buried as it is?

something tastes bitter

Hey, let’s just stop thinking about this.

Anyway, looking at it now, it’s a future event that will never happen.

However, new concerns arise.

It’s good that Seon-hee showed more talent than expected, but that caused another concern.

Seon-hee is now a girl who will soon be graduating from middle school.

But is it right to raise a young girl like this to be a cartoonist already?

Maybe it would be right to have them have as many life experiences as possible.

These and other thoughts began to complicate her head.

“············ I am I didn’t know you’d be worried about something like this.”

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That dream, I’ll help you (2)

While I was immersed in all sorts of miscellaneous thoughts, the bus came near Kang Yong-cheol’s studio.

After getting off the bus, I immediately went to a nearby snack shop and bought something simple to eat.

After a while, I arrived at Kang Yong-cheol’s house and opened the door and went inside.

Then, he first opened the door with dishes and cutlery from the kitchen.

Druck.

The room is dark because the blackout curtains have been drawn again.

Carefully walking inside and looking, I see two men tangled and sleeping in one corner.