For obvious reasons Azazel couldn't be his only contact with the Grigori. He was the Governor General and a rather busy man. So, someone else of his choosing would become Junichiro's point of contact. Reasonable, but still unwelcome having yet another fallen angel knowing about him personally. Though he had Azazel's word that no one else would know his identity and he would have the liaison sworn to secrecy. Junichiro fully expected Azazel would betray that trust if it suited his larger goals.
After that, Junichiro had given up all but one million of his yen to purchase the most common and easily available magical metal. Azazel had refused to tell him what it was. The dude had been smirking the entire time as if it was some sort of private joke, bastard.
Still, everything was looking good and soon Junichiro would have a real home, something he hadn't had in almost five years. Even better, Azazel didn't attach stupid stipulations like him having to attend school! He couldn't even begin to imagine how boring it would have been to waste time sitting in classes that had literally zero use to him. He already had a decent college level education thanks to the, somewhat blurry, memories of his previous life. He also had 'real world experience' thanks to those memories and knew that a vast majority of what was learned in school was useless in the real world. He'd never once used trigonometry...
Granted, since human magic was seemingly math based, that might change. But! That's what reference materials and goddamn calculators and computers were for! It was still the early two thousands here but the internet was alive and thriving! He'd be abusing that to his advantage as much as he could. He knew he wasn't the smartest, or most creative, person to ever live so he'd be abusing the internet communities for ideas on what to make, in the future.
With that thought, he finally managed to drift off to sleep.
Junichiro stared at Azazel with the most flat, deadpan, dry, and still annoyed expression he could possibly manage. It had been a little over a week since Azazel's initial visit. In that time, Junichiro had let the people at the weekend open market know he was moving, but he intended to come for one final week after his move to provide his new information so he could keep business open as much as possible. He had a reputation for excellence and wanted people to be able to pass his information on to others who might be interested.
Azazel, on the other hand, had a little smirk on his face and was just radiating smug satisfaction. He'd arrived at the junkyard with another fallen angel in tow, one Junichiro recognized, though he couldn't remember her name for the life if him. There were several fallen angels that stood out in his mind, Azazel, obviously, Barakiel, Akeno's father, and Raynare. Honestly, the fallen didn't make a huge impression on him.
As for Raynare, he only remembered her because she was the one to kill Issei originally, and because for a tier one trash mob bad guy, she did some serious damage to Issei. Oh, not physical damage, she was a total weakling, no it was the emotional devastation she left in her wake that kind of impressed him. The other three fallen from that part of the story only registered in his memory as big-boob-window fallen, fedora fallen, and gothic lolita fallen.
That last one was the one standing next to Azazel and who would be his point of contact with the Grigori. Junichiro hadn't cared, at first, because he knew that even with his current items he could probably fight or escape the petite fallen with some effort. Two winged fallen were fodder just like low class devils were. No, what had him staring at a smug Azazel while an annoyed gothic lolita fumed next to him was his reasoning.
The gothic lolita was Mittelt, a two winged fallen angel with what could generously be called a 'petite' body. Realistically, she looked like someone Chris Hanson would use to ambush a predator. It didn't help that she styled her blonde hair into twin tails and had rather innocent looking bright blue eyes. As stated she wore Gothic lolita attire, which consisted of a black dress with white frills, a large black bow on the front, and a green jewel embedded on the collar, white thigh-high socks held up with a garter belt, and black shoes. She also wore a large black bow on top of her hair.
"Seriously old man?"
Azazel's smug just grew, "Yup. I chose Milly here as your liaison because no one would look twice at two little kids meeting up."
That comment just annoyed Junichiro even further while simultaneously pissing Mittelt off even more. Worse, she was glaring at Junichiro as if it was his fault that Azazel was treating her like a child! He had nothing to do with it! Azazel looked at Mittelt while gesturing to Junichiro, "Milly, this is Junichiro. You'll be his point of contact with the rest of the Grigori and work with him to get the things he needs and collect the things he makes for us. As I explained before, you will tell no one of Junichiro, his location, or anything else about him."