304 Daddy's too strong. Episode 303.

Darkness in the Dark was a pretty old comic book.

The first publication date was about 11 years ago, but it was not popular at the time, so it was completed early in five books. And now very few enthusiasts remember.

After reading Dark Dark Darkness, Hakase searched the Internet for the next work of "King of Darkness," but realized that there was no next work, so he couldn't stop lamenting. To make matters worse, the publisher was already ruined.

by the way

"You look happy, don't you?"

Dojun, who is simply drinking a glass at the cart bar, is.

I talked to Hakase, who has been washing dishes with a smile on his face.

"I heard the good news."

"What news?"

"The publisher of Dark Dark Darkness is back in business. I searched again today just in case, but I saw the website of the publishing company, so I checked it out and it was right. My main business has been changed to webtoons, but it's the publisher I've been looking for anyway."

"Really?"

Dojun smiled and responded.

"How's the writer doing?"

"The publisher said they sent the mail yesterday. I heard that the publisher hasn't contacted me in the meantime. Anyway, the publisher said they would reply to me if they could contact the writer."

Hakase hummed as if he was in a good mood, and went to arrange the table where the guests had been.

Dojun suddenly expressed a little curiosity about what kind of person the author of Dark Darkness would be like.

***

The next day, a sunny afternoon.

Byul was returning home after digesting the schedule of the day care center.

"Good-bye, So-mi! See you tomorrow. Aah!"

"Yes. See you tomorrow!"

The star, who had the same length as her best friend, Ryu So-mi, waved her hand until she entered the apartment. Somi entered the apartment complex, smiling broadly at such a star. And not long after, the star also arrived in front of the house.

"Hot! Uchae guk ah jyo si da!"

pressing the doorbell

I see a man wearing a vest with a drawing of a swallow.

The star mumbled to the postman.

The postman smiled when he found a star.

"The stars are here. Are you going to the daycare center?"

"My! What's up with my kid?"

"Haha, yes."

"Who's the one from the kid?"

"Byul came to my father. But I don't think he's home, so can Byul get it and give it to him?"

The postman handed over the envelope to the star.

Byul identified the sender of the envelope.

It says Yeonggwang Publishing House.

after dealing with the rush of orders at lunchtime

Hakase stepped out of the cart bar for a moment and called somewhere.

Tududududu

after a few calls were made

With a click, a man's voice is heard over the phone.

Yes, this is Yeonggwang Publishing House.

"Hello, my name is Hakase, and I called you yesterday. I'm calling to ask you a question, but have you heard from the author of "The Darkness"?"

Aha. It's him from yesterday. No contact, just a moment, I checked, and it says you received the mail. You just got it.

Hakase said, 'Oh!' and clenched his fist.

"Ho, can you ask me a question if I get in touch with the writer? "I bought the first edition of 'Dark of Darkness' and I have it in my possession, and I was wondering if I could get an autograph in the book..."

Yes, it's not that difficult. I'll ask when you come.

***

"Ap Bar. What's the letter?"

"Letter?"

"Woo chae guk ah jyo go to shi."

As soon as I came home from work, Byul delivered me a letter.

When I saw the sender, it said, "Yeonggwang Publishing House." Dojun tilted his head.

He opens the envelope thinking why the publisher sent the letter.

Writer of Darkness. Hello!

...... eh?

First of all, I apologize for not contacting you so far. I haven't been able to tell you properly since the letter sent me that I can't operate for the time being due to the economic recession and changes in the publishing market. (Critical) ......changing and adding to the webtoon business.

(Critical) Please feel free to contact us at any time.

After reading the letter, Dojun sat on the sofa, sweeping his head.

And once again, I checked the 'receiver'. I thought the publisher must have sent the wrong letter.

[Doh Joon]

But no matter how much I washed my eyes and checked, it was me who received them.

Dojun tried to hide his anxiety and saved the phone number at the end of the letter on his smartphone.

"Lord, you don't look very well... Is something wrong?"

Karsiel came up and asked carefully.

Dojun shook his head, saying that nothing happened.

next day

Dojun, who wrote a half-price in the morning, headed for Guro Digital Complex.

Arriving at one of the countless buildings in the digital complex, it goes up to the 13th floor.

a sign reading 'Yeonggwang Publishing House' After taking a short deep breath, Dojun went into the office.

"Ah! You're the Dark Writer of Darkness, aren't you? I've been waiting anyway."

At the word "Dark of Darkness," the staff slightly raises their heads and looks at Do-joon.

For some reason, embarrassment seemed to flood in. Dojun, however, tried hard to nod his head with a grim face. The man who introduced himself as the editor looked up and down at Dojun.

"You've got a lot of fresh air."

"Are we strangers?"

"Yes, of course. But it's been a while. I remember you were in middle school when you were promoting, but I haven't seen you since. I was the editor in charge at the time, don't you remember?"

Dojun shook his head.

"Well, in 10 years, the mountains change, and you can't remember. Haha. Oh, could you come this way? I'll show you to the meeting room."

***

The editor took five books from the first volume of "Dark of Darkness" and put them on the table.

Do-jun, who was looking at comic books from the first to the fifth books, was somber. Frankly speaking, I couldn't remember at all. I wondered if it was true that he wrote "The Darkness" in the past.

But the editor-in-chief's contract at the time clearly contained Dojun's resident registration number and name.

"It reminds me of old memories. Was it when the writer was a junior in middle school? He came to our publishing company. You're wearing a black cape over your school uniform, and you're wearing a dark manuscript of the dark... ...Mr. Writer?

Dojun pressed his middle of the forehead with his fingers.

Middle school sophomore, black cape, dark.

the so-called 'black history' I just can't remember.

"......keep me posted."

"Yes, anyway, as I wrote in the letter, we're focusing on the webtoon business. Nowadays, e-books are the trend of reducing the proportion of paper books. Therefore, we would like to publish your work 'Dark of Darkness' in a webtoon. If the writer says okay, we'll start producing right away."

Dojun had a bit of trouble.

Darkness in the Darkness, which was created by oneself in the past.

If you refuse the offer here, it probably won't be serialized as a webtoon.

It will gradually be forgotten by people over time.

"How did I feel about this in the past?'

Whatever it is.

One thing for sure is that Lee Do-joon, a 15-year-old and junior high school sophomore, went to the publishing company to show the public his "darkness of darkness," which he created with his youth.

'This must be a memory, too.'

Dojun did not worry for long.

Your real name won't be exposed anyway.

"Okay."

"You made a good choice. Writer, if it's made of webtoons, it'll probably be popular. I assure you. If you look at the story carefully, it's totally new. A little cringe-worthy point, if anything, will be a plus."

The editor immediately brought in the Webtoon contract.

After reading the contract calmly, Do-joon signed it after confirming that there was nothing unusual. It sets the distribution ratio of revenue generated by webtoons.

"Dear writer, do you have any thoughts on your next work?"

"Now that I don't draw cartoons, I think it's going to be difficult."

"It's hard to draw cartoons while working as a civil servant. Still, if you're interested in drawing your next work, please let me know and I'll help you a lot."

Dojun suddenly thought.

Was he a cartoonist in the dream of his past?

If you look at five comic books, you can't say that they are not related at all.

a memoryless childhood Dojun closed his eyes and tried to think of himself in the past, but soon quit.

"I look forward to working with you."

"No, we'll take good care of you."

That's how the meeting ended.

Dojun checked the time.

It was too early to go in yet, but I had finished my business, so I was going to go back to the office right away.

"Oh, right! Writer."

"Yes."

"I have a big fan of you, and he asked me a favor. It's not a difficult request, but if you don't mind..."

A big fan?

"Hakase is a foreigner."

"Ah..."

Do-joon nodded as if he understood.

"Oh, the Dark Writer of the Darkness came and left in the morning?"

A call from the editor of Youngkwang Publishing Co.

Hakase asked the editor in a quivering voice.

Yes. And the writer said he would sign a comic book. If you send it to your comic book publisher, I'll deliver it to the writer.

"Ba, I'll send it right away!"

Hakase took the dark first edition of the Darkness he was holding.

He ran to the publisher and left the first edition to the editor.

***

Slicing.

Hakase was working hard on the broom in front of the cart.

I wasn't cleaning up the streets because they were dirty. Rather, the front of Hakase's cart was always clean. Nevertheless, Hakase combed.

But his eyes were on the road far away.

Boo-woo-woong.

It's here!

Hakase, who was brushing his teeth while waiting for the delivery, couldn't take his eyes off the post office car. Soon, the mailman got out of the car and took out a small box. The postman handed the box to Hakase.

in time

Hakase, who ripped off the tape that was sealing the box.

I took out five comic books inside and checked them out.

Hakase showed the Dark Darkness to Dojun, who came back from work.

To be exact, the author's autograph in the dark comic book.

The first page after turning the cover of a book.

Under the title "Dark of Darkness," the space was written as follows.

[To you who know the beauty of darkness]

Hakase said with a proud look.

"It's really cool. Are you the king?"

"Really?"

"Yes. Look at this elegant handwriting. Besides, I really like the comments."

Hakase's mouth corners were never going down.

Dojun coughed in vain. It was a comment that fixed what I was going to write in a normal way, "Thank you for your love," but I thought I was good at changing it.