Waiting for cake? That really wasn't an answer that I was expecting… Of course, if I was able to anticipate the answer of a mental patient, wouldn't that mean that I was almost there myself… The thought flashed through Klein's mind. He maintained his relaxed smile as if he was chatting with a friend.
"Who's going to send you a cake?"
Hood Eugen's expression fell instantly, his face long and depressed.
"No, there's no cake… There's no cake!
"You stole my cake!"
His voice suddenly became shrill as he glared angrily at Klein.
Without waiting for Klein to speak, he let out a shout and opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.
Following which, he leaped from his mattress while salivating. He closed in on Klein with one step and extended his hands, attempting to grab onto Klein's shoulders. He wanted to drag Klein towards him and bite him.
