Come, Let's Hurt Each Other

In the lavishly decorated, pink-hued, oversized bedroom upstairs, Zaizai had once again removed her eyeballs and suspended them in midair. With her chubby little hands raised above her head, she painstakingly tried to stuff each thin strand of hair back into her pores.

While pushing the hair into the pores, she let out a sigh, "Why is it so easy to pull them out, but so difficult to put them back in?"

She had intentionally enlarged her pores quite a bit, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to put a single strand back in.

Yet even so, Zaizai still had a rare look of frustration on her face.

"After finishing this one, there's still the next one!"

"After finishing the next one, there's one after that!"

"Sob... why does Zaizai have so much hair? Zaizai's eyes are going to go blind... sigh~"

After planting one strand, her childish voice sighed. The expression on her little face was enough to make anyone worry.