Junichiro knew that. He had no idea why it was so hard to ask his friend out. While he'd never been on a date in this life, he'd been on a few in his last life. Even then though, it had been nerve wracking and terrifying to ask the women out. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out. He'd ask Mittelt out on a date soon enough. Right now he wanted to focus on getting used to his new arm and getting his hands on the Sword Birth Sacred Gear, "I'll ask her out after this deal with Sword Birth is done."
Azazel didn't look at him as he asked, "Why the wait?"
"So I can focus. If I start dating Mittelt right now I'll want to put all of my focus on her."
Azazel just shrugged his shoulders, it was none of his business. Though, unknown to Junichiro, Azazel's eyes wandered off to the side where he saw the edge of a black skirt disappearing around a corner. He couldn't help smirking as he wondered what was going through his cute little subordinates head right now. Oh, he was going to have so much fun teasing these two when they started dating! He couldn't wait for it! Though it would have to wait for later, there was business to attend to now.
He looked down at the still shorter than him Junichiro, "I'll contact the Yokai and get her over here a little later today. That alright with you?"
Junichiro just nodded. His mind was elsewhere as he imagined what having Sword Birth would be like. Things were starting to really progress and he was looking forward to all the coming changes with glee!
A few minutes after Azazel left to collect the soul sucking yokai that had a copy of Sword Birth, Junichiro entered the dining room and found Mittelt sitting at the table munching on her lunch. He gave her a grin and waved with his freshly replaced arm, "How goes it?"
Mittelt snorted but then her eyes narrowed as she looked at the replacement limb, "Wow, that one actually looks realistic and not like some medieval movie prop."
Junichiro snickered and flexed his fingers. He was still marveling at the amount of feeling he was getting from the limb. It was far from perfect, but it was infinitely more impressive than his last few versions. Only the previous version had any feedback to it and even then it was only a sense of pressure.
With the new arm he was closing in on the same level of feeling a living limb would have. He was certain that his next version would be even more realistic and have complete feeling throughout the limb. He just needed to find the missing bits, knowledge, materials, or something to bridge the gap.
He moved closer to her and let her have a closer look at his new limb. Though Mittelt didn't show anywhere near as much interest in his work as Azazel, she did acknowledge what he made and showed at least some curiosity in his creations. With that being the case he showed his projects off to her whenever he could.
As he got close and held his hand out toward her, her bright blue eyes looked over the construct for a bit. She began to lift her hand to touch it before stopping and looking a little embarrassed as she asked, "Can I touch it?"
He snorted a little and nodded, "Yeah, go ahead."
Tentatively, Mittelt reached out and lightly touched the doppelganger flesh coating his prosthetic. Both of them grinned in that moment. Junichiro because he could feel Mittelt's touch, though he noted a lack of warmth in her touch.
Mittelt smiled because the arm felt real to her, though it wasn't quite as warm to the touch as it should have been. Still, it wasn't ice cold like the previous all metal arms had been.
After a few awkward moments, Mittelt stopped touching him and looked up into his eyes, "Impressive. I definitely like it more than the last one. It really looked like a renaissance fair reject."
Junichiro snorted at that. He might have modeled it a little too much after fantasy style plate armor. Like something out of a Tolkien movie. He was in a mood when designing it.
Still, looking normal and not needing to use a magical item to hide his strange arm was a nice change of pace. With his arm freed from Mittelt's touch, he went to the kitchen to make himself some lunch. It was also his turn to make dinner tonight so he checked for what he had to work with in case he needed to hit the grocery store.
He grimaced a little at the thought of shopping. He hadn't gone shopping alone ever since the first time after he moved. He wasn't agoraphobic or anything but... well he really didn't feel comfortable to go out into the city alone. Mittelt had started making fun of him over it and while part of him wanted to be mad at her for it, he just couldn't be. Every time he tried to leave the house alone he would start to panic.
He'd been trying to overcome it for a while now but his fear continued to get the best of him. Despite how odd it might seem, Mittelt's teasing was helping him a bit.
Well... that and the plethora of deadly weapons and magic items he'd made over the last year. If he ran into a stray he'd likely be able to blow it away with minimal effort. He never left the house without a bunch of stuff hidden on his body.
He was even more prepared now thanks to his newest replacement arm.
He had several little surprises hidden in that limb that even Mittelt didn't know about. He guessed he would at least be able to surprise someone around the strength of a High-Class Devil. Might even win the fight due to surprise. At the very least he'd be able to escape.