the one under the moonlight

the meeting

Atsushi's pov:

I was stuck here for I don't know how much time had been, I was only being fed a time and the day a rotten and an old food they were saying that I should be grateful that I am being fed, they were calling me a slut, whore, pleaser, and more, I started believing those things by time, they were hurting me everyday by a new weapon, cutting my legs, arms, hurting me with a heating pipe, and by time I started getting adapted to it, I wasn't able to cry again, since my tears are just going to waste, they were telling me that dazai-san had leaved me, that he didn't need me anymore, that he was only using me for his own good, that he was seeing me as a whore, I didn't want to believe those words, and I didn't, I was sure that dazai-san is searching everywhere for me, but a human has it's own limits and I am too, I am getting tired of everything , that I sometimes think that I wish I had never been born, that I have to die, nobody would even care if I die, then a random coworker entered with a dirty plate with rotten and old food

Nobody: here's the food slut, you should be grateful that master fyodor is giving you food, blah blah

He kept babbling, but I didn't hear any of it since I was tired, dazai-san please come soon or I might die

End of atsushi's pov

He said those words with hope

No one's pov:

At The port mafia and the armed detective agency:

F??????a: so your saying you need our help in the search for the boy named nakajima atsushi?

Mori: yes fukazawa-dono

Fukazawa: and what will we have in exchange?

Mori: anything you want as long as we can do it

Fukazawa: hm very well, alright then I want peace between the port mafia and the armed detective agency

Mori: huh? Alright if that's want you want, so deal?

He handed his hand for a shake

Fukazawa: deal

Then both of them shaked hands

Tbc