Fyodor was in the dark alleyway, trying to find his ushanka that he left there. He noticed a silhouette approaching, their footsteps quiet and graceful. Fyodor sees that it is his arch-enemy, Osamu Dazai, an unpredictable detective who always causes problems in Fyodor's plans. Dazai and he were considered equals, with equal intelligence and ways of thinking, which resulted in both of them enjoying each other's company, though still with the desire to kill each other. Their relationship was complicated, to say the least. Fyodor glared at Dazai, noticing that she had Fyodor's ushanka on her head. She must have known that Fyodor had left his ushanka there. Though it was clear that she wasn't intending on giving it back. "Hey there, Demon Fyodor. How does your ushanka suit me?" Dazai asks, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.