Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life
Written by Cambronne
Summary:
Now is the time, but I'm still afraid to speak
Those strange things that have been hidden deep in my heart for a long time are fermenting
This feeling, I've never felt before
It makes me feel scared, maybe I can't be what I want to be
But what does it have to do with us? What should I say?
Are we from different worlds?
Because every breath I take is for you
How can I face this life without you?
I'm scared, and there's nothing to comfort me
How would I cope without you?
I will be unable to sleep, lose consciousness, and lose all my senses
Even in extreme pain, I can't shed a tear
At this moment, I suddenly felt that maybe we were different from the beginning.
This makes me feel even more scared, that the dream we shared in this life will never come true.
Therefore, we must separate you and me. I can no longer be the me you need.
If there is a way to avoid hurting each other, I will find it.
I will take the hit and fight for it
But I can only live with this impossible dream
If I can't be yours, what am I?
Volume One
Preface: I think the preface will be skipped
This is Ikari's second rebirth, which is the third round.
During the first week, I was pretty "normal." My life wasn't exactly blissful, but it wasn't holding the country back. My annual income was always within the normal range, and I had no illnesses or disasters. I was just reaching middle age, and I had both parents. The only thing holding the country back was my inability to get married and have two children, but I was constantly working on it.
Then, when Ikari was 33 years old in the first round, he traveled through time for no apparent reason without any illness or disaster - he traveled to a world he was completely unfamiliar with.
In the second round, nothing is normal. Right off the bat, he's offering his mother a sacrifice, his magical powers boundless. This leaves the person he's traveling to mentally unstable, but thankfully, an adult's spirit in a child's body is still strong enough. He's also being driven by a strange robot, ordered to fight "aliens" by someone who clearly doesn't resemble his father in terms of looks, personality, appearance, or anything else. As we all know, our souls reside in a fragile and perishable body...
Ah, this is what Ayanami told him.
Ayanami, Ikari's best friend.
There are four great things in life: studying together, wandering together, carrying guns together, and dividing the spoils together.
Of the four great ironies in life, Ayanami and Ikari share two. While I don't know what the other person thinks, Ikari feels they're a lifelong friend. Ayanami's personality... isn't exactly outspoken, but she's quite straightforward. While her words often seem unpleasant to the ear, they often hold true meaning. Therefore, Ikari prefers to spend time with her in silence. Aside from the awkward silences, everything else is fine.
But Ikari always remembered the words that Ayanami said to comfort him before he died (in the second round).
Life is the beginning of death, and death is the continuation of life.
Ikari always thought that even if Ayanami couldn't become a founding philosopher, she could at least be a scholar. What a pity! I wonder if the organization that illegally exploited child labor will treat her well in the future?
Shinji Ikari has had many stories since he was a child. He is the kind of person who is particularly suitable for appearing on talent shows - his mother is a powerful person, but his father is a despicable person.
In his previous life, Mr. Ikari Shinji spent a total of 14 years working on a single project, with only 4 years actually being operational. This is evidenced by his praise: He lived for EVA, died for EVA, and fought for EVA his entire life; he suffered losses from EVA, was deceived by EVA, and finally died because of EVA.
He didn't even know if the final completion plan was successful. Anyway, through his unremitting efforts, the tragic ending was finally changed - it seemed that the biggest change was that he, the protagonist, died. Of course, he had no right to know all this.
Then, I reincarnated again. I wonder if I'm going to fight with the Ikari family. Last time, I traveled to the Ikari family, and this time, I traveled to the Ikari family again. But good news: there is no EVA in this world!
This is the third round.
In her previous life, Ayanami always said that she was the third one, the third one or something like that, I don’t know if this is what she meant.
I don’t have to go ahead with it anymore and die with it! Yeah!
But there is one piece of sad news that is not really sad news: I will still be born in a single-parent family in this life.
But there is good news: the one who died was father Ikari Gendo!
Great! Great revenge, hahahaha, great! Applause, scatter flowers! Drums and gongs roar, firecrackers blast! If Old Ikari dies, the world will be at peace, and nine out of ten evildoers will be banished.
In this life, he is still called Shinji Ikari, which actually scares Shinji Ikari quite a bit.
The reason was simple: in his previous life, there were alien invasions, Earth's dark history, and giant robots with cutting-edge technology. Was he afraid? Initially, of course, he was terrified, but the safety of people's lives and property was at stake. He'd been taught from childhood that the happiness of millions depended on this, so he had to bite the bullet.
Every man has two wishes: 1. To stand firm in the face of boundless fear, to die with honor for the sake of those behind him and his brothers in life and death. 2. To have a gentle partner outside of war.
Honestly, in my past life, I was this effeminate Japanese teenager. It was a bloody story—blood, tears, and almost a bit of shit. The first one was pretty much spot on, fighting for the future of humanity until the very end, even to the point of death. And then what? Someone named Asuka was a complete mother-obsessed schizophrenia; someone named Ayanami was nothing but dazed and reckless. And my boss was a woman you'd only see in the '80s filming a Communist Party secretary—but she was a bit off-kilter, relying on a woman's instincts.
The second point is that I have no feeling at all, and a gentle partner is impossible.
And they were all idiots in their past lives. Ikari had no idea what was going on in these Japanese minds. I'm saving the world over here, and they're dragging it down over there. I'm fighting tooth and nail in a giant robot, and they're dragging it down over there. I have my arrow on the string, ready to be released, and they're dragging it down over there. They've already said that the key to saving the world is defeating the aliens in front of us, and the only way to defeat them is me. And you're still telling me to prioritize the greater good.
I am the overall situation. Shouldn't you all put me first? Why should I be the first to take the blame when something goes wrong?
Alas, I can’t carry it anymore, I’m dead! —
Anyway, I won the last team fight, and the rest of the fight was all about that autistic Asuka who always called me an idiot, even when she was crying, and still called me an idiot after I died, to take over. If you still can't win, then... I'm tired, just destroy it.
and so!
After such a horrible past life, I finally managed to travel through time again in this life. I thought it was God's reward for saving the world, and Ikari was quite happy, thinking that God has a good eye.
Exactly where this glance was directed is debatable.
Because in this life, my name is still Shinji Ikari, and my mother is also called Yui Ikari.
This is miserable! After asking for a long time, I finally confirmed——
My Hu Hansan is back again!
There's no NEVR in this world, there's no apostles in this world! Even my own shitty father, Old Ikari, has been dead for years. This is fucking great news!
This year, Ikari Shinji turned ten. It had been a very fast transition. In his previous life, he'd traveled through time around this time—and died four years later. He had to live two more years in this life. Theoretically, without aliens and invasions, he should be able to live a more normal life, right? Look at the time. It's 2011.
That’s good. I will never see women named Asuka, Ayanami Rei, Katsuragi Misato again in this life.
...It's really good.
Remember to be discerning when challenging your friends. Of course, you generally don't get to choose your friends. And who knows if you're a qualified ally in the eyes of others?
It doesn’t matter, none of this matters anymore—just be more careful in your next life.
The following is the main idea of this book
Chapter 1, third round, put it, you can put it
"Shinji, after eating this, go to school by yourself."
I woke up this morning and saw a note with this line of words on the dining table. Then there was a bowl of rice and a plate of carefully prepared... What the hell is this? Doesn't my mom know how to cook? What's this black thing?
"..." I am now in the sixth grade of elementary school, at the time of growth. In my previous life, I was only 1.58 meters tall when I was 14 years old, and 1.60 meters tall when I died - damn, this is the rubbish and black-hearted unit NEVR that exploits child labor. It seems that all my wages have been taken away by that careless pedophile Katsuragi.
He muttered to himself for a long time.
A month after his time travel, Shinji Ikari scratched his head. He just had to enjoy life to the fullest—he was tired, and he didn't have any special skills. It seemed like buying Bitcoin in 2011 would be quite profitable, but he couldn't imagine what the world would hold. Investing requires money, and what could a 10-year-old invest in?
Simply put—knowing how to drive an EVA isn't going to be very useful in this life; in the life before that, I was a teacher, and in this life, I have to have others teach me advanced math—other than that, I don't know anything else. Revisiting sixth grade is a good place to start, because any higher is too easy to become a poor student.
"Yeah." He ate the leftovers left by his mother last night and looked at the time - seven o'clock in the morning.
Japanese elementary schools start at 8 a.m., and there's no morning self-study, so there's no need to arrive at school by 7:20 a.m.—you can just get up in the morning and take a short walk. Some families even have their children deliver newspapers or something like that to help them get some exercise—that's what they say in the TV series. Ikari drove an EVA in his previous life, so I don't know.
At seven o'clock, Ikari Yui rushed to work. What does this mean?
In this world, there's no NEVR, so Ikari Yui has to find another job. There's no Old Ikari either, so raising the children, earning money, and doing the housework all fall to this young mother. Considering her biological mother, Ikari Yui, seems, should, probably, a high-ranking intellectual, the kind who would receive special benefits even if she died. But in this life, there's no NEVR, no Second Impact, so Ikari Yui, by some strange coincidence, is just an ordinary housewife. Everyone knows what housewives in District 11 are like: husbands toil away outside, while the housewives work diligently at home.
If the husband is a GG, the housewife has to take the lead.
"Well, I'm done eating."
Although it was a bit hard, Xiao Ikari felt that his mother, Yui Ikari, was innocent. He cheered and rejoiced when his father Ikari died, which was indeed a bit like hating the whole family. He wanted to find a way to help the family with the household expenses - although he had no idea at the moment.
"Eat well and go to school."
I was never late for school—even being late for 8 a.m. was a bit much, since I'd pulled an all-nighter and couldn't get up the next morning for roll call. No one fancied themselves some supernatural liberator, or any man trembled at the sight of their powerful body, or any woman bowed down to their domineering aura.
It's normal, everything is calm.
"Hey, Shinji-kun."
Classmate A, who sits in front of Shinji Ikari and often asks him to copy his homework. The 10-year-old child now exudes a strange aura all over his body. Little Ikari looks at the boy A in front of him, whose face has begun to grow beautiful pimples, and doesn't quite understand why the other party is so excited today.
"What?" Xiao Ding took out his homework and handed it to the other person: "Copy?"
"What are you talking about! I have other things to do today—" Student A took the homework away while saying, "But you still have to copy it."
"Hey." Student A, writing quickly on his homework, was multitasking: "Let me tell you, we have another transfer student today..."
"Oh." Ikari's heart skipped a beat. To be honest, the transfer student he encountered in his previous life almost cost him half his life... no, in the end, he really did lose his life. Shinji let out a long sigh, calmed his mind, and finally felt relieved: "How did you know this?"
"I heard it this morning when I passed by the principal's office. There was some talking and laughing inside. The sounds were so nice," Student A continued to chatter on and on. It seemed that after hearing the sounds, he had already thought of the name of his and the other student's third child.
A 10-year-old child shouldn't have so many evil thoughts, right?
"...? Really..." Ikari rambled. District 11 didn't have morning self-study. Elementary school was basically just about getting by, that's what happy education was all about. The school didn't keep anyone, from elementary school to high school. If you wanted to get by, you could just get by. School ended promptly at 3 p.m. and you could go wherever you wanted. If you wanted to waste your youth, you could join various clubs.
If you have any ambition, you'll need to sign up for a slew of cram schools out there; the school won't be responsible for that. As everyone knows, good students learn on their own, not from teachers. If a teacher doesn't have the will, even if he spits blood and performs a three- or five-liter performance, it's useless.
I'm a perfect example of this. In my previous life, I was able to become a teacher, but I was definitely there to mislead students. Others don't know what I'm like, so how could I not know?
Ikari is ready to waste his life! — No apostles, no aliens, and this time his reincarnation is much safer, not Syria, Afghanistan, Lebanon or anything like that — won't his days of slacking off take off?
"Hmm~~~" Xiao Ding hummed a little tune happily, enjoying...
"Alright, everyone, be quiet for a moment." Just as Xiao Ding was happily humming a little tune through his headphones, a trembling old man walked in. There was no other way. District 11 had a serious aging problem. This wasn't a remote area, but it was still a beautiful area, and many retired teachers were returning to poverty and then rehired. With aging, retirement was naturally delayed, and it was best to work until old age. "Today... we have a transfer student here. Everyone, give us a round of applause to welcome him."
Little Ikari listened to the old man's aged voice, and then he also clapped weakly to welcome the new students.
then.
Amidst the exclamations of his classmates, his pupils almost dilated instantly and his heart and lungs almost stopped functioning.
"Soryu Asuka Langrei!"
A ten-year-old girl, innocent and adorable, exudes a youthful pride. She wears a beige dress and a pair of red shoes that look haunted. Her hair is a mane of tangerine-red, and her skin is as soft as a baby's. Her sky-blue eyes speak of this girl's boundless energy. She proudly writes her German name on the blackboard, then declares in fluent Japanese, "Three-quarters German, my mother is Japanese—American!"
Haha!!! Wow, this buff is fully stacked!
For native Japanese, this is truly an attraction that touches the heart and lungs.
A beautiful girl + foreign nationality + some affinity with the 11th district bloodline (still a minority), and (the majority) foreign bloodline. This bloodline is still German, and this nationality is still American.
Haha!!! Wow, this buff is fully stacked!
Chapter 2: Welcome Soryu Asuka Langley back to Japan
In a previous life, Ikari hadn't seen Asuka's nationality advantage quite so clearly. Her face was pretty, but her mouth was incredibly disgusting. She'd curse at you, but she wouldn't talk to you properly. She'd insult you, but she wouldn't have a good conversation. Especially after recovering from her autism, she went all out against Asuka, her comrade and not just her lifesaver! She'd been able to talk to him nicely at first, but the more she talked, the more she started cursing at herself, her face reddening.
Ikari had been traveling through time for a month and was just about to become a dead fish! Dead fish are peaceful and happy—but then he met this kind of idiot.
Xiao Ding's heart almost jumped out of his mouth, and he wanted to spray all the blood on the other person.
"Hmph~" Asuka, a 10-year-old girl who had just written her name on the podium, was completely unaware of the sudden gaze of Shinji Ikari, who was sitting in the second to last row by the window.
——Keep your head down! Shut up! Don't cause trouble! You're already in sixth grade! After the second half of the year, junior high school will all go your separate ways! As long as we can endure these six months, we'll meet again. We'll never see each other again in this life. Goodbye, never see each other again. My heart is broken and I'm drifting on the beach~~~~
This Asuka...
Not her own Asuka.
The more similar they look, the more uncomfortable it is.
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