"I want to pee badly now.," Kitty said, looking at him with a genuine concern at hand.
Dazai gazed down at kitty, he didn't really thought of her as any person. He just thought of her as Mori's plaything. Nothing less nothing more. On the other side, even he didn't really respect his own life and respecting other's one would be a distant thought.
He knew Mori had given a task to take care of her and guide her to washroom and keep a watchful eye on her.
He gripped her hand tightly and said, "walk fast and don't try anything funny. It won't work for a man like me."
"You are nothing to me.," she said, "really nothing.. you bandaged reeking shit."
"Oh?," he said, "Really? Does that make any difference here? You know? I have a weird fascination of seeing someone as powerless as you having some control over your pretty useless life."
"You forgot? You are in port mafia headquarters.. if you hadn't been Mori's muse you could expect yourself dead on the streets.," Dazai said, with a dark and straight tone in his voice.
Kitty didn't say anything she was rather intimidated by his declaration and how loosely he valued anyone's life, including his own.
She walked inside the bathroom.
Dazai was waiting outside patiently, he was quite tensed as kitty had been inside it longer time than expected.
He banged the door loudly, loud enough to resonate the whole vacant floor. He knew that she was not there. He kicked the door and slammed his body against it. The door finally opened after all his applied force.
For a moment, he had realized that Kitty was not an ordinary woman or as weak he had contemplated her to be infact she was quite smart.
He rubbed his face and pondered that she must had been an ability user to escape in a thing highly protected. He was infuriated.
Dazai returned back to where Mori had been sitting with a glass of wine, he was reading the book, 'Vita sexualis'.
"So Where's kitty?," he asked.
"Kitty umm... she's nowhere to be found.," Dazai said with a hint of shame in his voice.
"So do you think?," he asked sipping his wine, "She's just a barista? Escaping under the eye of our top executive."
"No.," Dazai replied, "She's an ability user that's for sure."
"My captive is such a mystery. I have a thing for a woman like her who is as resilient and cunning as a cat.," Mori kept the book aside, his eyes locked on Dazai's, "Ah.. if my right hand so called 'demon prodigy' hadn't been so careless and underestimate my doll, only if he'd take a greater precaution, things wouldn't turn out to be this worse."
"I thought she was just taking a pee.," he said with a slight smirk in his face, "Maybe port mafia's security system isn't that tight and reliable."
"Well, I cannot keep security camera in bathrooms. Can I?. Let bygones be bygones.," he stood up keeping his wine on top of his book, "What's your take on this situation, Dazai?"
"My take?," he added, "Maybe, check the security camera."
"Hmmm... that's the right decision.," he said.
He checked the security camera. He couldn't find a trace or any clue of kitty's disappearance, he was shocked as of how a fragile thing like kitty could slip out of the headquarters of port mafia so easily.
Dazai had checked the bathroom more throughly, he found a tunnel in ceiling. He could contemplate what had happened what kind of tactics, kitty must had used to slip out from this tunnel.
"Such a rat stunt.," Dazai thought.