"VS Scissors"
Sandy was staring. At Emma's antennae. She held haircutting scissors in her right hand. And in front of Emma was a mirror that reflected both her and Sandy's upper bodies. Yes, Sandy had now become a barber.
"Are you there yet, Sandy?"
Emma asked Sandy with her eyes closed. The slight vibration caused Emma's antennae to sway with a hint of pride. Sandy gasped. Because if she cuts the bangs of The Promised Neverland's protagonist too short, the only option left would be suicide or a suicide attack. Emma's antennae gracefully fluttered back and forth as she yawned.

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