SSCF Entry 3

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January 3, X
Weather: Hazy

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Today’s air quality was poor! I think that even if a person with an eyesight of 5.3 stood at the plaza, it would be difficult for them to see the portrait of □□ hanging on QingCheng Tower¹. 

At nightfall, as I stood in my office and gazed out the window, there was always the illusion I was going blind. OTZ

Everything was blurry no matter where I looked, as if I was seeing through a veil. Standing several floors high, I couldn’t even clearly see the sign of the convenience store downstairs. QAQ

Just when I was wondering if I should take a taxi or drive myself home, the sand sculpture called me again. He said he was very sorry for scribbling on my wall. In order to compensate for my injured heart, he would treat me to dinner and drive me home.

Well… Although this guy idled about all day and took nothing seriously, his driving skills were actually pretty good. Some time ago, he almost became a professional race car driver.

With the anticipation of going home by car, I happily agreed to his proposal. o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

However, it turns out I’m still too naive.

I thought that with this heavy smog, he would drive more carefully and display his skills as a first-rate driver. I didn’t expect this guy to take the roads as a racing track. ～(　TロT)σ The car soared forward like the wind.

I wasn’t even this terrified when I rode on a rollercoaster. When I got off the car, my knees were still weak. OTZ

Is it not enough to drive carefully?! What kind of driving skills do you want to show off?!

After going through this experience, I made up my mind to have him treat me with a good meal for dinner. However, this guy actually invited me to eat at Golden Arches²!

That’s right, the holy land where elementary and middle schoolers go to do their homework–the Golden Arches!

QUQ Why do I suddenly want to commit a crime³?

However, this guy didn’t seem to feel even a bit of awkwardness. In one breath, he instructed me to find a table, then went in line to order food. The entire process was smooth and natural, like he had done it many times. 

Holding onto the idea of peace, I found a table in the corner and sat down.

However, I don’t know if it was in my head, but I felt like someone was looking in my direction.

QAQ In any case, I’m also considered to be a public figure. Why couldn’t this guy save me some face⁴ and take me to dinner at a high-end restaurant? If not, couldn’t he have made instant noodles for me at home instead? Why do we have to eat at Golden Arches? OTZ This kind of food is obviously unhealthy…

But then again, the pie at Golden Arches was really delicious, ah. (～￣▽￣)～  Even when I knew that it was unhealthy, I couldn’t help but want to eat it. 

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Translator’s Notes:

<sup>1. When I searched ‘清城楼上’ in Google’s images, it gave me Tiananmen Square.

Unless there’s some other tower/square with a portrait hanging underneath it, I think this is the place the author was alluding to. Also, I didn’t randomly put □□ in the middle of the sentence–it was there in the raws probably due to censorship reasons. Use your imagination and replace the squares with someone’s name. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ↩</sup>

^{2. McDonald’s ↩}

^{3. Original sentence is more like, “Why do I want to kill him so much?” ↩}

^{4. In this case, face = reputation/honor ↩}

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