Fyodor nodded calmly, the smile on his face not changing at all. He pointed to a place not far away - that was a toilet, "The clothes are there."

"Hmm... I'm a little curious." The young man with iris eyes did not look in the direction of his finger, but tilted his head and asked such a question, "Does Feijia think I can complete the task well? What if I let him win?"

Fyodor picked up a pen and began to mark the dishes on the menu, still with that gentle smile on his face, "Because I believe in Zhijun."

Dazai was stunned by his words.

Well, in this world, apart from him, only mice know how to disgust him best.

Dazai shut up and went to the bathroom to get the suit.

There's nothing special about him, just a white shirt and black suit pants. The highlight is the wide black cape. It seems that if he puts it on and puts on the hat, no one will be able to see his face even if they face him.

He put it on expertly and tossed the pistol hidden in his suit.

Nice gun.

After changing his clothes, he immediately climbed out the window and left the restaurant.

The young man with iris eyes was covered in a large black cloak. His fair cheeks were puffed up. His voice was a little depressed. "I still haven't calculated the rats."

Fyodor knew that he would be impatient, so he put his hair into his clutches as if he didn't notice anything - he knew he would definitely play a prank, so he could catch up with him when they left the house.

Among them, even if he didn't play any pranks, Fyodor could have used other things to hold him back.

After running for a while, I saw today's "lucky guy".

It's Mori Owl.

Dazai paused for a moment, but he reacted quickly and stabbed with the knife.

But it was this sudden movement that allowed Mori Ougai to react. The black-haired, decadent-looking man took a step back swiftly in a manner that was inconsistent with his appearance, dodging Dazai's attack.

Dazai did not linger either. When he realized that he had paused in his movements, he knew that this action had failed, so he decisively pushed him away and ran away.

As for the next step? He didn't believe that Fyodor would be so confident in handing over this matter to him.

Dazai turned a corner along the street and disappeared from it.

Mori Oo, who was almost stabbed, was surrounded by the crowd. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking frightened, "Alice-chan~ so scary qaq"

Blonde-haired Lori crossed her arms around her chest. Before she could say anything, she saw the police running towards her. She tilted her head and said impatiently, "The police are here. You useless adults should go talk to the police!"

The young policeman stopped not far from him, took a few breaths, and then asked with concern, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry... I came here immediately after receiving the police call."

He scratched his head, looking a little guilty, "I'm sorry for giving you such a big scare..."

"It's okay, I have Alice-chan, no problem." Mori Ogai answered politely like every normal Yokohama resident.

"Ah... that's really..." The policeman raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of purple-red eyes that were very similar to his pupil color. At that time, his eyes were wide open, with undisguised malice in his eyes, "-- what a pity."

Mori Ouwai didn't have time to react. After being stabbed by the policeman, he wrinkled his face in pain, but before he could do anything, the policeman who stabbed him pushed through the crowd and escaped.

The man fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face.

Before he lost consciousness, he was even able to calmly figure out that the knife was poisoned and that the person who attacked him was Fyodor.

But there was no use knowing this, because he wouldn't wake up for some time.