War Stories


Key Two: Komui:


During this recent check of the files, he noticed that something didn’t add up. He must have read that file over a million times. Why did it show up now? His eyes began to hurt tonight.

“You’re still here?” a voice asked.

“Hm?” he asked as he looked up. Miranda stood in the doorway of his office.

“Heh, I could ask you the same thing,” Komui said.

“I was after to stay behind for work,” she said.

“Ah,” he said. “Hey, Miss Miranda.”

“Yeah?” she asked.

“You weren’t on the battlefield, were you?”

Miranda shook her head. “No. I was just the support.”

“Of course.”

The time angel eyed him. “Why do you ask?” Komui shook his head.

“No reason,” he said, waving her off. “I was just thinking out loud. Did you want anything?” Miranda shook her head.

“No,” she said. “Good night.” Komui watched as she walked away. He looked back down at his papers. His job was simple. Collet the data of who was missing and report it. Until two years ago, he didn’t question it. But after Allen disappeared, Lenalee insisted on looking for him. The higher-ups did everything in their power to stop her.

“If you end up lost, death will cease to happen,” they warned her. “We need you here in Heaven.” Still, Lenalee wouldn’t stop looking for Allen in the loving world. Komui decided to take it upon himself and look for the lost angel to stop his sister from going any further in her search.

“I’ll take care of it,” he promised. “You just need to focus on your job.” That seemed to calm her down for the time being. Komui decided to go about this quietly. He asked three angels in his branch to help him with the matter.

“It’s for my sister’s sake,” he told them. The angels were happy to help out Lenalee.

Komui sat back and rubbed his forehead. The death records piled high on his desk. That was just it. All death records. Where were all of the missing files? The last one was dated before the Great Crash. Did Heaven just stop recording all of the missing? Komui looked over the dates from two years ago compared to the latest death count. That couldn’t be right. What happened to those files? Thousands of files couldn’t disappear without somebody noticing. His fellow angels saw the same thing.

“Anything?” Komui asked early this morning. They had to meet up in the corners of the garden for this investigation. Bak Chang handed him a black file.

“It’s like you said,” he said in a low voice. “There are many files missing.” Komui opened the folder and looked inside. As suspected, disappearances after the Great Crash weren’t listed. It just listed who was dead. The last name listed as missing was a “Haru”. Komui tilted his head.

“Who is Haru?” he asked.

“That’s the thing,” a female angel said. “There are no records of an angel named Haru.” Komui lifted his head.

“What are you talking about?” he asked. “Heaven has always documented everyone who comes here through its gates. Has anyone ever seen this Haru?” His other three angels shook their heads.

“Hm,” Komui said. He looked at the names on the list. He saw Allen and Lavi’s names on the list as missing. There had been much debate about Lavi’s official status. Some of the angels believed him to be dead. Bookman went to look for the MIA angel, but hadn’t come back.

That left the question of the Fallen City.

Komui looked at his team. “Do any of you have to work right now?”

“Yes,” Bak said.

“You are excused,” Komui said. “Anyone else?”

“My shift is in ten minutes,” the third male angel said.

“I’m free,” the female angel said.

“Alright,” Komui said. “I will need you to come with me and look at something.”

“Yes,” she said bowing. Bak and the other male angel headed back to their posts.

Komui poured over the death reports. Oh yes, the world didn’t stop. In fact, it got worse after the Great Crash. The angel armies kept dropping worse than flies. Japan was almost completely devastated. The Woman in Red was heading for Okinawa last time she was tracked. Heaven couldn’t take their eyes off of her, not for one second. It could be seen why the higher-ups weren’t so focused on the Fallen City as much as they were with the war and the Woman in Red.

But still, something didn’t add up.

Komui was about to doze off when his phone rang.

“Hello?” he asked.

“Are you still in your office?” the female angel on his team asked.

“Yeah, what did you find?” Komui asked.

“Where do you want me to begin?” she whispered over the phone. “I have so much just in today alone.” Komui quickly shifted his eyes back and forth.

“What do you have on ‘Haru?’” he asked. “Can you say it over the phone? You know what, where are you right now?”

“My apartment,” she said.

“Good,” the male angel said. “I will be over there in twenty minutes.”

“Is all this sneaking around necessary? Can’t we ask the higher-ups for help on this?” his colleague asked. Komui rubbed his forehead.

“I would like to keep this investigation as quiet as possible,” he said. “It might all be nothing, but I want to do this so I can get Lenalee to stop worrying so much about all.”

“So this is about your sister?”

“Part of it. I swear it.”

“How is she, by the way?”

“Fine. She’s preoccupied with Allen. But at least she’s doing her job for the time being.”

“Good, good.”

“Listen, stay there where you are. Don’t open the door unless it is me, do you understand?”

“Do you want me to leave the front light on for you?”


“Alright, I will wait by the door for you.”

“Thank you. I will see you there. Goodbye.”


Komui hung up and disconnected the scrambler on the chord. He couldn’t be too careful, he told himself. After shoving the scrambler into his pocket, the angel gathered up the files and wiped the search results on his computer. After one more look around the room, he turned off the light and walked out of the office. Here was hoping that his colleague would have the breakthrough he needed with this “Haru” angel.

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