Caught between his duty to the Port Mafia in the war and the strange pull of a certain merman, Akutagawa finds himself grappling with questions he's been too afraid to acknowledge before. In the presence of shimmering scales and violet-gold eyes, his priorities begin to blur, and he isn't sure whether it's for the worse or for the better. or In which Akutagawa is forced to realize there's more to life than bloodshed. -- TW: a lot of violence and blood, very brief mentions of vomiting (not the actual act of) total word count: 51776 inspired by the ballad Jūratė ir Kastytis - Maironis art not mine!All Rights Reserved