Fyodor walks calmly and naturally through the streets. He usually spends his time in a cafe, but today was a special day. he was so proud of himself that he survived after Dazai Osamu outwitted him. he was really funny. despite the warm weather, the man walked in his hat, also with a coat. It was not clear how he had not yet been fried alive. suddenly something flew into him. He, like an “innocent” and law-abiding citizen, lowered his gaze.

"uhm.. teenager?.."

he said to himself