Food saved the world.
And something that happened a few days ago made Dwight completely conquered by Hannibal's charisma — —
While he was on a business trip with Hannibal,
They happened to run into the police chasing a criminal,
In order to rescue the little girl who was kidnapped, Hannibal took the risk alone. In the end, he successfully rescued the hostage, and he also succeeded in being gloriously injured.
So when Hannibal decided to leave the hospital, Dwight, who turned into a fanboy, recommended himself to be his personal assistant for a period of time,
After all, Hannibal's leg was injured, and he would definitely have a lot of trouble moving around,
But as expected, he was rejected.
Dwight was not disappointed, nor did he give up,
On the way home with Hannibal, he secretly planned to recommend himself to his boss again,
But before he could say anything,
Just as the car was about to turn the corner and arrive at Hannibal's residence,
He saw the back of an obvious woman in front of him.
Dwight was not a frequent visitor to Hannibal's house, but he remembered clearly that he had been here once,
From the first time he came to Hannibal's house to get the documents until two weeks ago, the only house in this community that was next to Hannibal's house was unoccupied.
"Dr. Lecter, did a new resident move into the house next door?" Dwight, who was driving, asked curiously. Because as far as he knew, Hannibal was now single,
And he didn't have any relatives.
So if there was a stranger with them,
Then the most likely possibility was that it was a new resident who moved in.
Hearing Dwight's words,
Hannibal, who was sitting in the back seat, remembered that he had heard that the owner of the house next door was interested in renting it out,
But he didn't expect the other party to find a tenant so quickly.
With this thought in mind, Hannibal looked up and saw the black-haired girl who happened to notice the car behind her and turned around.
#
On the first day Issou moved in, the landlord told him that her neighbor was on a business trip and would not be back until a week later.
Issou was originally very curious as to why Mr. Lecter, who should have been back a long time ago, was nowhere to be seen after almost two weeks. Now that she saw him, she finally understood what was going on.
"Hey, are you the new neighbor who just moved in?"
Seeing the brown-haired young man taking the initiative to greet her, Issou also nodded graciously. "Yes, hello, I'm Issou."
As she spoke, she glanced at them. When her gaze passed by Hannibal, it rested on his face for a few seconds.
She couldn't help it. This little brother was too good-looking.
Hannibal's appearance was very outstanding. Although his cheeks were somewhat pale and thin, it did not diminish his handsomeness. On the contrary, it revealed a bit of fragility that could make one's heart soften.
Moreover, he had a pair of very charming blue eyes. Even if he didn't speak, you could feel his friendliness. It could be said that he had a face that all girls would find pleasing.
However …
After admiring Hannibal's appearance, Issou suddenly realized that the person in the wheelchair was Hannibal, and Dwight was the one who sent him back, so —
The black-haired girl looked at Hannibal. "Are you the Mr. Lecter that Old Stan mentioned?"
Hearing Issou's words, Hannibal looked up at her and noticed her pair of pure black eyes. He smiled and nodded at her.
Wow.
It's really him?
Seeing this, Issou could not help but look at Hannibal again. According to Old Stan's introduction, she thought her neighbor was a mature uncle, but now it seemed that he was a young and promising man?
Considering Hannibal's age — he looked no more than twenty-five years old — and then considering his profession — psychiatrist and professor, Issou, who was a poor student, felt an inexplicable urge to kneel down.
While Issou was thinking, the brown-haired young man next to her spoke. "Hello, my name is Dwight Parsons. I'm Dr. Lecter's assistant."
Then, to prevent Issou from misunderstanding, he explained, "Dr. Lecter's throat is injured, so he can't talk for the time being."
Hearing Dwight's words, Issou nodded. When she saw Hannibal in a wheelchair, she thought he had accidentally injured his foot, but now it seemed that it was not that simple.
With that in mind, Issou asked. Although they were strangers who had never met before today, after today, they were close neighbors.
As Hannibal's fan, Dwight was not stingy with sharing his idol's glorious deeds with others. Therefore, Issou only asked casually and learned the reason for Hannibal's injury from Dwight.
"Wow." After hearing Dwight's words, Issou's eyes widened slightly. "Mr. Lecter, there aren't many good-looking and kind people like you nowadays."
If Izzo's previous admiration for Hannibal was that of an underachiever towards a genius and a little bit of fondness towards that face of his, then now she couldn't help but respect him.
Hearing Issou's straightforward and sincere praise, regardless of how Hannibal would react, Dwight felt that her praise was too realistic.
That's right.
Dr. Lecter was that great!
He was so good-looking and kind that he did not accept any rebuttals!
#
Because the weather was not suitable for a long conversation outside, and both Issou, who had been busy all day, and Hannibal, who had just gotten off the plane, needed rest the most, so the two parties went back to their respective homes after getting to know each other.
Issou, who had just returned home, immediately ran to take a comfortable hot shower. After coming out of the bathroom, she threw herself on the bed and did not want to move.
Although it was her mother who encouraged her to open a Chinese restaurant in New York, since she was already here, Issou did not plan to deal with it carelessly. Besides —
Her mother had retired and she still had to take care of her for forty-two years.
She had to make sure that she did not have to starve for forty-one years.
Therefore, Issou, who felt the weight on her shoulders, turned the pressure into motivation. Although it was not easy to open a Chinese restaurant, and it was even more difficult to be both the owner and the head chef, but …
Don't be a coward!
Just do it!
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