Chapter 6: A Strange Atmosphere
Under these gazes, Hannibal followed Dior to the pick-up window, because it was a staff cafeteria, there was no existence similar to the "canteen aunt", all the food was placed in the window, and what you wanted to eat was taken.
Soon, Hannibal and Dio took some food and sat down in the corner of the cafeteria.
"I love the steaks here, they are so refreshing to chew." Dior said with a bulging mouth.
Hannibal nodded slightly, and then repeatedly cut some of the stalks on the plate, which, to be honest, he was not interested in. He just wanted to know how many doctors and patients there were in this hospital, and it was better to ask something about Will, otherwise he wouldn't have too much to talk to this strange doctor.
But at this moment......
"Hello, you're the new caregiver." A man suddenly walked up to the table and greeted Hannibal.
Hannibal looked up slightly, and he saw that the man was not tall, wearing a white coat, and looked like a doctor, probably in his mid-30s, with a very round head, although not very old, but a little overwhelmed.
"Hello, my name is Hannibal." He responded politely.
In fact, this person's greeting is very abrupt, even if he will become a colleague in the future, or this person is a warm-hearted person, but when people are eating, they come to say hello, isn't it a little too urgent.
"My name is Edmund, and it's a pleasure to meet you." The man gave his name: "I'm 35 years old, and as you may have seen, I'm a very warm person, so if you have the time, I can take you around this hospital...... Of course, we can make friends......"
Hannibal has already frowned, what is this? I'm not a beautiful woman, why would this guy greet him in such a flattering way? It feels so .......
"Enough!"
Dio interrupted abruptly: "I knew this Mr. Hannibal before you, didn't you see us eating at the same table?" β
Dio's voice was soft, but Hannibal could feel that he was angry, like the possessiveness that pervades a child's heart when he learns that his friend is about to be snatched away.
"Good...... Okay......" The man named Edmund raised his hands and said as he took a few steps back before sitting back in his seat.
"I'm sorry, they were a little too enthusiastic, I hope it didn't scare you." Dio said to Hannibal with a smile.
"Of course not." Hannibal smiled and continued to fiddle with his food, but his mind was already full of question marksβββ because although his eyes were fixed on his plate, he could clearly feel that the dozen or so eyes had not been taken away from him from the moment he entered until now.
"Oh, yes." Dior suddenly said as if he remembered something: "What drink do you like to go with when you eat steak?" β
"I don't eat steaks...... Especially pork chops. Hannibal replied faintly.
"Haha - well, it seems like you're a health-conscious person, but I'm different, I have to eat steaks with watermelon juice, right...... Haha, that's what I have in the habit anyway. β
Hannibal nodded indifferently.
"So, can you get me a glass of watermelon juice......?"
Hannibal's fork fiddling with the stalk was slightly stunned...... Yes, that's how it feels.
It's not so obvious, but there's a hint of weirdness.
Let's take this as an analogy.
Dior and Hannibal have only just met today, and even ...... They had known each other for less than half an hour.
Then they went to the restaurant and got some food each.
During this time, they said less than 10 sentences...... In other words, they are not very familiar with each other, so unfamiliar that they only know each other's names, or even each other's surnames.
If it were you, would you ask the other party to help you get watermelon juice in this situation?
Well, it might sound like no big deal, just a tiny, tiny favor.
However, Hannibal would never do such a thing, because he would not be able to trouble a new colleague he had just met because of such a small thing that he could do himself.
This requirement...... It's weird......
And he was sure that it wasn't his own nervousness, because, just as Dio made this request, the atmosphere in the whole cafeteria suddenly fell silent, and the sounds of knives and forks clashing and chewing that could still be heard just now disappeared at once...... The entire cafeteria seemed to be nervous.
Hannibal hesitated...... He wondered if he should reject the other party...... And he really wanted to ask Dior, it's not that you can't leave the chair with your ass, so why don't you take it yourself.
However, he still ...... after all
"Okay." He said.
Yes, Hannibal agreed, and, with that, he got up and walked to the window where he could get a drink.
......
He clearly felt that the moment he agreed to the other party's request, the sound of breathing in the entire restaurant disappeared, and everyone held their breath.
Hannibal walked casually to the pick-up window, and in the drink area, there were all kinds of juices, and the bottle of watermelon juice was in the center, showing cherry red, and there was only one glass.
Hannibal owes himself and is about to take out the watermelon juice.
But suddenly, a slender hand passed by him and snatched the glass of watermelon juice first.
Hannibal looked back in surprise......
It was a woman who was not pretty, but very well-dressed, about 40 years old, but very well maintained.
"Oh, sorry sir, I didn't notice, there's only one glass of watermelon juice left, so ......"
The woman's quilt was handed to Hannibal, signaling that she would give it to you otherwise, but her determined eyes told Hannibal that I would not give it to you no matter how much you wanted......
Moreover, what made Hannibal even more concerned was that the people around him seemed to be relieved to see the woman grab the juice first.
Hannibal looked back at Dio, and then smiled gentlemanly: "Madame come first." β
"Thanks, oh, please call your name yet......"
"Hannibal."
"Nice name, my name is Erin - Erin Vornos, nice to meet you." With that, she smiled apologetically, stretched out her hand, and shook Hannibal's hand.
Hannibal, naturally, will not refuse...... A hand was also reached.
However, beneath his calm facial expression, the hidden doubt was even greater.
Because......
While shaking hands, Hannibal felt that the woman named Erin had stuffed a note to himself by the way...... 8)