it was a cold and windy night but you meet dazai and fyodor arguing outside

Fyodor : where the hell did you put my cello and my ushanka/hat ?!

Dazai : guess what

Fyodor : what? fyodor was still mad that dazai took his cello and ushanka/hat but still talked with dazai and didnt look for the things

Dazai : im not telling you

Fyodor : oh my god

Dazai : looks at you hello there person its a preasure to meet you and whats your name bc my name is dazai osamu