Chapter 95: Kalawarna

Kalawarna

Kalawarna’s eyes protested as they were pierced by the bright hallway lights, causing her to wince before adjusting to the sharp glare. With her vision adjusted, she identified the source of the light: the kitchen, illuminated even at this late hour for some unknown reason.

“At least I’m not the only one unable to sleep due to worries about the future,” Kalawarna muttered to herself, shuffling along cautiously to avoid crashing into a door or the low ceiling of the building.

“I may not be a pipsqueak, but why do Japanese people have such low ceilings? I can’t be the only one constantly hunching over. And with this heavy chest… I’ll probably develop scoliosis before long, assuming I survive this whole ordeal with the fallens and demons. If I survive, that is—I’m still not very sure about that.”

As she approached the kitchen, Kalawarna finally identified her fellow insomnia sufferer: Mittelt.

The diminutive Fallen Angel sat at the table, an open pack of cigarettes and an empty wine bottle in front of her.

The ashtray, already half-filled with cigarette butts and ashes, indicated that Mittlet had been at this for hours—or was trying to speedrun lung and liver cancer.

“Dohnaseek?” Kalawarna asked, noticing Mittelt’s slight jump from surprise and the shaking hand holding the cigarette.

“Sleeping,” Mittelt replied tersely, her shoulders relaxing slightly as she recognized Kalawarna’s approach. She then lit another cigarette, the previous one extinguished.

“I envy that,” Kalawarna remarked, settling down next to Mittelt and pulling a cigarette from her pack.

Normally, Mittelt would have reacted with a scream, a threat, or perhaps even a [Spear of Light], but right now, she was too preoccupied with her nerves to care.

Kalawarna, getting her comfortable, silently nodded at the lighter in Mittelt’s hands, Mittelt lighting the cigarette alight without even looking.

The two then just started drawing in the bitter smoke in silence, feeling their worries recede just a bit.

For a moment there was only companionable silence, before Mittelt, taking another sip from the bottle, suddenly held it out to Kalawarna with quite a simple hint. Kalawarna did not refuse the offer and took a sip, chuckling faintly inwardly. ‘I supposed it’s true what people say, trouble does bring people closer together.

The silence settled back into place as each of the Fallen was in their own thoughts, although it wasn’t hard to predict what each of the girls was thinking.

“What are we going to do with Asia?” Mittelt’s question pierced the quiet, breaking the tense atmosphere that had settled over them.

Kalawarna and Mittelt exchanged glances, uncertainty clouding their expressions. The plan had been Raynare’s, to lure Asia to Japan.

But with Raynare’s disappearance, their carefully laid scheme lay in ruins, leaving them adrift without a clear path forward.

Kalawarna sighed, running a hand through her hair as she tried to gather her thoughts. “I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice tinged with frustration. “Raynare’s plan was to bring Asia here and steal her sacred gear, but now…” Her words trailed off, the enormity of the situation weighing heavily on her shoulders.

“We are going to die, aren’t we?” Mittelt asked lightly.

Kalawarna hesitated, her mind racing with grim possibilities. She knew Mittelt’s words held a chilling truth, one that she had been reluctant to acknowledge until now.

Despite their best efforts, they were no closer to unraveling the mystery of Raynare’s disappearance or possible death, and the shadow of impending danger loomed over them like a specter.

The realization hit Kalawarna like a punch to the gut. They were being hunted, targeted by unknown adversaries who sought to eliminate them just as they had Raynare. And as Raynare’s subordinates, they were next in line for the chopping block.

Even after a week of searching for answers, they had come up empty-handed, their efforts thwarted at every turn. It was becoming increasingly clear that their enemies were playing a deadly game, one in which they held all the cards.

Perhaps, at this point, faced with this life or death problem, Mittelt and Kalawarna had indeed become friends, if only for the short time they have to live.

“Yeah, most likely.” Kalawarna didn’t try to lie, to back up Mittelt’s confidence, only nodding briefly before taking another puff of cigarette and a gulp of wine, before returning the bottle to Mittelt who took a deep gulp.

“I should have just stayed in Heaven,” Mittelt sighed as she put the bottle down, “Why did I ever decide that I need this stupid alcohol and cigarettes?”

Mittelt was from a similar origin to Raynare, originally being angels, and Falling due to some sin. She had fallen not long after the Three-Sided War concluded, tempted by pleasures not made available to the ordinary angels in Heaven.

But unlike Raynare, who couldn’t remember the reason for her fall, if you were stupid enough to trust her words, who fell when God died, Mittelt fell after Michael had taken control of the [Heaven System].

“Not very convincing, considering what you’re doing right now.” Kalawarna smiled weakly at her attempt at a joke, causing Mittelt to smile back just as sourly.

‘I should have gotten a job in an office, there’s always an opening there. Sure it’s not exciting when compared to doing missions, fighting and getting more wings, but is it worth it?’ Kalawarna thought.

‘Or maybe I should use Asia and steal her sacred gear. To become stronger.’

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