1983 Past Life Manga King

“Ah.”

He looked around him moderately, and then Kyunghee looked relieved. Then he nodded his head and said.

“I also have a sharp throat these days. Oh, I have eye drops.”

“here.”

As soon as he approached, Seon-hee held out a small bottle of eye drops to me.

“Oh, yes. Thanks.”

In fact, I don’t really need eye drops, but I hurriedly dropped eye drops in my eyes for fear of the twins.

At the same time, I felt something uncomfortable.

the next morning.

I woke up early, showered and left the house.

Of course, not because of work.

I just feel weird.

I couldn’t sleep because of the sudden memory, but it’s also because I haven’t been able to sleep yet.

The interior of the bus when I came from the future, the face of the future mother, and even the date of her birthday.

Something rushed into my head all at once, and that gave me a little headache.

Oh, the headache may be because I can’t sleep.

Anyway, I started walking around the neighborhood to shake off the stuffy feeling despite my dazed mood.

It was a very strange place at first.

Eventually, this place became familiar.

I’m used to not having internet or not using a smartphone.

Moreover, the family was feeling more than a real family.

Now I can’t imagine life without my mother, my sister, and my twins.

In the past, there was a time when I wanted to return to the world I used to live in as soon as possible.

Of course, that’s not to say I don’t want to go back at all.

“Sigh.”

I let out a sigh without realizing it.

I really didn’t expect that my heart would be suffocated by these memories one by one.

by the way······.

When did you get on the bus?

I know I started walking just to change my mind, but I was on a bus I didn’t normally ride.

It wasn’t that he lost his mind in the middle, he just got on it inadvertently.

Although it is morning, it is crowded with people because it is a bus during rush hour.

“Let’s go back a bit.”

“Don’t push, please.”

“Ouch!”

“Can I bring my bag?”

Then soon the man’s voice was heard again.

“Ah, really!”

And soon the bus bell rang.

“Hey, I’m getting off, so stop the car!”

A knock on the wall is also heard.

Out of curiosity, I pulled my hair out and looked at it.

I see a middle-aged man with an irritated expression on his face.

“Where are you going!”

It also looks like someone is blocking him.

“Here I am looking down! The company is nearby!”

“Aren’t you trying to run away now!”

“What is he saying now!”

Meanwhile, the bus stopped. Then you hear the sound of the door opening and the sound of people coming down.

“Ah, me too…”

I tried to get off, but it was too crowded to get off.

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One more stop to go.

Anyway, thanks to that, the noisy fighting noise was also gone.

Apparently, one man got off as he had said.

Anyway, thanks to a lot of people getting off, there was a little bit of room in the space that had been pushed back.

As I go to the back of the bus, people’s eyes are on someone.

I thought it was one of the men I was fighting with, but somehow the woman was hanging at the end of that gaze.

A woman standing with a hot face.

And the man standing next to him.

excited face It’s probably one of those sounds I’ve heard before.

Young woman and man.

But how come the woman is familiar?

I looked to see if it was someone I knew, and then the bus stopped again.

Then again, people rushed down.

“Get off.”

“Come down.”

“Uh, uh.”

I too was swept away by the procession.

As soon as I got off the bus, the door closed and the bus started.

However, the two men and women I saw earlier were also standing at the bus stop.

The woman greets the man and says something, and then she walks away in a hurry.

Seeing such a woman, the man scratched her head with a shy expression. Then she turns her body and walks in a different direction from the woman.

Apparently, the two are not familiar with each other.

Looking at the atmosphere, I can guess what happened on the bus.

Perhaps the first person to get off was a molester, or some sort of human.

Anyway, that girl. Why is your face familiar? That was the time I thought.

“uh?”

reminded me of the moment

“Mom?”

It is very similar to my mother’s youthful face in the album at home.

For a moment, I looked in the direction she was going, but I couldn’t see it.

But the worries didn’t last long.

She immediately ran in the direction the woman disappeared.

However, because it was a crowded city, the woman could not be found.

She looked around for a while, but it was the same.

*

The next day, we boarded the bus earlier.

There is no guarantee that we will always take the same bus, so I thought that we should go to the stop we got off at earlier than yesterday.

Just in case you didn’t know, I bought several tokens from a shop near the bus stop.

After arriving at the stop where the woman got off yesterday, she bought banana milk and full moon bread from a nearby old hole shop and waited for the bus.

And after several buses passed by, I found the woman I had seen yesterday.

She gets off the bus with a different number than yesterday.

She also came early and did a good job of waiting.

By the way, in the picture, it certainly resembles her mother’s youthful days.

First, I followed the woman in the direction she was walking down.

The street was crowded with people, so I followed closely with the thought that if I fell, I might miss it like yesterday.

I might look a bit weird chasing after a woman.

With that thought in mind, the woman entered the old building.

Where there are narrow stairs.

Looking up at the building, it is a pawnshop.

“pawnshop······.”

And she remembered her mother told her that when she was young she worked at a pawnshop.

“·················ogue.”

I looked up at the pawnshop sign for a while and then slowly climbed up the stairs.

And a small window blocked by iron bars caught my eye.

Black button outside.

I pressed it right away.

Then a voice came from inside.

“Wait!”

It was the voice of a young woman.

And as soon as the window opened, a woman with a face resembling her mother poked out her face. Then she looked at my face and asked.

“What, do you want to leave it to me?”

Her mother’s face is right.

That face I remember.

At that moment, strange emotions flooded in.

I never thought I’d really meet her mother like this.

After looking at her blankly for a while, the woman tilted her head and asked again.

“customer?”

Then I came to my senses and flinched.

“Ah, sorry.”

“Do you have anything to entrust to you?”

“Ah yes.”

I replied reflexively, but there must be something I can entrust to you.

Suddenly something came to mind, so she hurriedly rolled up her left arm.

A golden object hanging from the wrist.

It was a Japanese-made luxury wristwatch that the publisher gave as a souvenir.

“Is this going to happen too?”

“Yeah. Can you give it to me?”

“Ah yes.”

He hurriedly took off his watch and shoved it into the hole in the iron cage.

*

Kyunghee asked.

“uh? Where’s your watch?”

“Ah, this. I left it in the watch room.”

“What? It’s been a while since I got it as a gift. Is it broken already?”

“That’s because I fell on the road.”

“What? Really? Are you hurt anywhere?”

Saying that, he looked around at me.

“no it’s okay. It’s just a broken watch.”

“Only a watch?”

“uh.”

He nodded his head saying that he was happy with that.

By the way, how can I fall over so that only the watch can break?

I thought about useless thoughts and remembered what happened today.

She was convinced that she was a mother, but she eventually returned with only her cherished watch.

She had a lot of questions and a lot of things she wanted to say, but the current mom doesn’t know who I am.

If she suddenly comes up to you and says, ‘This is your future son,’ she’ll be treated like a madman.

And her biggest problem is that intervening in her mother’s life might completely change her future.

If that happens, meeting her father, or my being born, might not happen.

Of course, most of it is only knowledge seen in movies, but she thought it was only necessary to see her face anyway.

Let’s just give up the watch.

Still, sometimes it’s okay to secretly look at your face.

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