Before the magical boy replied to him, there was a bright clash of light, it had to a coincidence, as it began to rain, a sign if saddness for Junko. He looked in awe at the splendore of light. Although it was not a sign of grace or anything goodwilled, but a sign of tradgedy and dispair. 
Junko placed his palm out in the open to catch some water droplets, he then focused his attention to the water that splashed against his hand.
"Hey mister, don'cha got somewhere to be right about now?"
He closed his hand into a fist. "I'ma go. The rain temds to piss me off..." Junkos' entire demeanour had shifted, from a carefree young boy, to an adult who has clashed with many hardships. He left the other magical boy to his own company, whilst he snuck off to see what new wraith had spawned.

It was in the Junkyard, a mighty wraith of hate had transmogrified in this area...
Junko concealed himself in the darkness whilst he watched two new magical boys appear.
"More friends... Aha... Ahaha... AHAHAHAHAHA!"