Asking for Leave, Just Like I Said Yesterday.

I got there ten damn hours yesterday, and I couldn’t sleep well at night. I woke up at 5 a.m., stayed there until 10 a.m., and then drove ten hours back. I was going to die.

Currently I'm eating beef noodles made by chef surnamed Kang in the service area, and it has to be opened in the afternoon.

My assessment is.

Deadly.

I'll see if I can make up for it tomorrow. The fourth update seems difficult, but the third update should be no problem.