Akeno internally winced as she recognized the depth of her folly. She'd allowed her personal opinion and feelings to cloud her judgment and run her mouth. Now, Junichiro was standing across from her, clearly enraged, and she was unsure how to proceed.
Her time to respond was up.
"Your silence is telling little girl."
Yes, Junichiro was ignoring the fact that they were of similar ages, "I can see how you'd need to remain silent to keep from being a complete hypocrite."
Seeing Akeno's, not to mention everyone else's, eyes widen in shock, Junichiro smirked darkly, "That's right, I know exactly who you are, daughter of Barakiel."
Akeno's face instantly shifted into a visage of pure rage and hatred, her own demonic power billowing out of control around her, "Don't mention that bastard's name!"
Junichiro snorted, "You know, when my Grigori contacts came through and gave me information on you, I thought they were over-exaggerating. Clearly, they weren't."
He shook his head in disappointment then focused intensely on Akeno, "Poor me, Daddy had to do his job and some shitty cowards attacked me and Mommy while he was away." He scoffed and ignored the look of sheer rage Akeno was aiming at him, "Grow up! Of course they attacked you while he was away! They were weak pathetic cowards!"
He ignored Akeno's glare and the glare coming at him from Rias. He was honestly shocked that Rias hadn't started shouting at him. Maybe she actually felt it wasn't her place and was up to Akeno to defend herself? Whatever the reason, he was glad for it as he continued, "Honestly, when I found out about you Himejima-san, I was disgusted by you. I can understand loss and hatred..." To prove his point he lifted his still detached arm in the air wiggling it so it gave her a little wave, "I don't understand pointing that hatred at the wrong target."
Akeno growled dangerously, "I'm pointing it where it belongs! Right at all those fallen bastards! If it wasn't for them..."
She trailed off and he could see her eyes glistening with unshed tears even as she continued to glare hatefully. He nodded a bit, "Sure, blame the fallen and not the people who actually murdered your mother. That makes perfect sense." He gave her a look of absolute disgust, like he was looking at the most vile thing he'd ever seen, "You even go so far as to proudly walk around bearing the name of your mother's murderers, Himejima-san."
Akeno glared at him, "They came because she loved him because she had me the abomination. If it wasn't for him, my mother would still be alive!"
Junichiro just snorted, loudly, "Is that what they said? Is that the pitiful excuse they used? Maybe her loving a fallen angel and having you contributed to it, but your mother would have been killed regardless."
Akeno looked shocked, "What?!"
"You heard me. Killing her wasn't about getting rid of an abomination or whatever other lame excuses they used. It was all about the Vermilion Bird. Your mother was the most likely one to be the next person chosen by the Vermilion Bird. They couldn't have someone who'd left the clan gain it's primary source of power. So, they killed her. As human supremacists, they would want to kill you just for not being human, but they didn't go out of their way to hunt down and murder your mother just for that. Not when it would make enemies of the Grigori."
Akeno looked stunned, and a little green. She quickly rallied though and managed to get out, "That doesn't explain why he never came for me."
Junichiro nodded, "Oh, I totally agree. Hate that bag of dicks as much as you want! He's a piece of shit that abandoned his daughter for no good reason. Fuck him with a dildo wrapped in sandpaper and no lube as far as I'm concerned. You have legitimate reason to hate him, so hate him."
He stared at Akeno and she could feel he meant every word when speaking of that man and hating him. Junichiro smirked, "Hell, I'd even gladly help you get stronger so you could personally kick his shit in the next time you meet in person. I don't give a fuck about him."
Akeno looked confused, "But earlier... you were so angry..."
Junichiro snorted, "I hate blanket racism. Hating the entire race of Fallen Angels because you dad is a dick is unfair to that race. Hate him until the day he dies, he deserves it for what he did to you. The rest of the fallen though? Did ALL of them, every last single one of them, conspire against you to kill your mother? Did they all do something to you personally? If not, then there is no reason for you to hate all of them."
He stared deep into her eyes as he lifted his still detached arm into the air, "Or are you going to argue otherwise and explain to me why I should hate the entire devil race?"
Akeno's mouth remained firmly shut. She wanted, so badly, to have some reason to give him so she could continue her hatred of the entire fallen race. It was just easier for her to hate them all than it was to have legitimate reasons to hate individuals. Any reason she thought of, she knew could be applied to Junichiro hating Devils. It was very apparent that she could think of nothing logical to explain hating all of the fallen.
After a minute or so of silence from Akeno, Junichiro nodded his head, "That's what I thought."
He turned away from her and gave Rias a rather strained smile, "Sorry about all of this."
While talking he reattached his arm and began flexing it to make sure everything was working properly, "Come by my place in a couple of days."
Rias, afraid to trust her voice, simply nodded in acceptance and watched as Junichiro left. Once it was just her and her peerage, she turned to Akeno and glared at her, "What the hell were you thinking?! I'm trying to get him to join us! I need him to join!"