Bun Bun didn't care about what the hairless ghost was thinking. After all, a person who focused on eating would never think about ingredients or anything else. Eating was the priority!
So Bun Bun took the small clusters in her hand and molded them into rice ball-sized portions. Then she opened her small mouth and raised her hand, ready to throw them into her mouth.
The hairless ghost screamed in horror, "Ah! Spare me!"
Bun Bun, who was about to eat, tilted her head and asked, "Huh?"
The hairless ghost realized that it seemed to have lost all its fighting power in the palm of this Bun Bun, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board. It felt complicated for a moment. Decades ago, it was so powerful and glorious, killing everywhere!
Now...
The hairless ghost's thoughts raced, looking at its current size and then at the seemingly three or four-year-old Bun Bun. Its pitch-black eyes rolled.
"Zaizai, right? You think I look delicious?"