At a frantic pace, you ran into a dark alley, nevertheless it didn't take you long to catch your breath. Going to the boxes and changing into ordinary clothes, you muttered

Where's my hat?

The sound of footsteps rang out behind your back, a voice behind your back irritatingly-affably asked

"Isn't that what you're looking for?"

Dazai stopped few meters away from you, on Dazai's head is your white ushanka

"Well, Demon Fyodor? Does the hat suit me?" – Dazai said, sarcastically