Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life

In fact, it is based on Xiao Ikari's understanding of Ayanami.

Although she looks quiet, Ayanami is the type to beat up anyone's family if she disagrees with them. She doesn't care about her own life, and she's playing a one-for-one game with a bomb! Even if you poke my lungs, I won't argue with you, I'll at least raise my hand and slap you!

Winning or not is one thing; fighting or not is my business! ... Sometimes Ikari really wants to ask Ayanami, who gave you the courage? Ke Zhenwu?

When everyone present saw Ayanami ask this, the excellent quality of the Japanese people of not causing trouble for others was instantly exposed.

Everyone retreated to the side in fear.

Don't mess with Ayanami, because she will really hit you.

Don't really fight with Ayanami, because Ikari behind her will really kill her.

Those losers who provoked Ayanami in the first grade haven't come to school yet.

"Wow, your sister is really popular?"

"Yeah." Ikari nodded and said, "Of course Ayanami is popular—but aren't you not bad either?"

"Of course, I'm always the center of attention wherever I go—but..." Never one to miss an opportunity to brag, Asuka glanced at Ikari. "Isn't your last name Ikari? Where did this sister named Ayanami come from?"

"Cousin." Xiao Ding pointed to his own face and said, "If your eyesight is all right, look carefully, look at my face——"

“!!——What…what are you doing?!”

"With my colored contact lenses and wig on, I'll look just like Ayanami. Of course, you can just take a look at me. But in two years, or even two months, when my male hormones officially turn into a full-time employee, you'll never see a beautiful boy of this level again. I'll grow into a 5'8" (1.85m) tall, bearded, ultimate man."

It was a pity that during the second round, I died before I fully developed.

"...? He's really good at it." Asuka looked closer... Oh, really? The guy named Ayanami looked exactly like Ikari. "How did you know you were over 5'85" with a full beard? The average Japanese person is only 5'7."

"My (biological) father is." There is nothing that can be done about it biologically.

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"Oh?" Asuka seemed to believe it. "Can you let me meet them one day? At least I can thank them in person. Although... this son is indeed useless, I think I was really unkind by not thanking your parents in person four years ago. I came to Japan to thank your parents in person for saving me."

"Then you're late." Xiao Ding shrugged his shoulders and said with a heartless smile: "My father is dead."

"...?!?! I...you..." This was indeed a bit shocking. Asuka lowered her head, which was rare for her, and stammered, "I...I'm sorry...I'm very...sorry...I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's been a long time. I don't mind it anymore—it's just a little cruel to my mother." Little Ikari gestured with his shoulders and said, "Shunfa Yu... Forget it, you won't understand even if I put it this way. President Lincoln once carried heavy bags at the docks, President Johnson lost his father at a young age, President Hoover started his life as a curse, Clinton was a posthumous child, and Obama's mother was a race collector, giving birth to children for all three races..."

"Pfft..." Asuka suddenly laughed out loud when she heard the news about Obama.

"So, when Heaven bestows a heavy responsibility upon someone, it must first cause them to suffer, strain their muscles, endure hunger, live in poverty, and make every action unsatisfactory. This is to spur their resolve, strengthen their character, and increase their abilities they lack." Little Ikari patted his chest, a smile reminiscent of Su Qin's saying, "Even if I had two hectares of land in Luoyang, how could I bear the seals of the six kingdoms?" He smiled and said, "If my father, Ikari Gendō, were still alive, how could I have trained myself like this? I'd probably still be a withdrawn child, huddled in a corner with my legs crossed, muttering, 'I can't escape, I can't escape'... Hahahaha. So, don't take it to heart."

"...You are indeed different." Of course, unless you have a deep hatred for your father, even if you can let it go, it is unlikely to be so open-minded: "People with an optimistic attitude are worth observing as samples - let's go, is there anything else worth visiting in this elementary school? Ah, let's take a look. The last time I looked at it at school - I returned to find that the school was gone."

"That was wiped out by the tsunami." Little Ikari, hands behind his back, walked side by side with Asuka...on the small path to school. Asuka was my companion on the side of the road. The blue sky held the setting sun in its center, the colorful clouds the attire of the sunset. "...I never thought I'd have the chance to see you again in this lifetime."

"Why? Did you miss me? Ah... Of course I've never met a man who didn't have a crush on me. Except for perverts, of course. There are a lot of those in America."

"That's true." Xiao Ding nodded, indicating that he would never forget this woman in his life. Regardless of whether it was a great favor or a great lack of kindness: "Of course, I didn't expect you to graduate with a doctorate..."

"Double doctorate—impressive, isn't it?"

"Death in the country!"

"Of course—you left so suddenly last time, and I didn't see you being so easygoing. I felt like I owed you everything the last time I saw you, but this time... your attitude has improved?" Asuka hit the nail on the head: "Why, you want to pursue me again?"

Are all of you Americans so straightforward?

"Your attitude has improved. What? You accepted my proposal and agreed to be a member of my harem?"

"..." He looked at Xiao Ding with a look that was like looking at a dead person: "You... don't have any relationship with your sister, do you? A sister complex? Anyway, you won't admit it, but..."

"I admit it, I don't mind having a sister complex. If Ayanami gets married, I'll probably be shut down for decades." Ikari looked proud, but finally sighed, "Let's not talk about it. I... forget it."

"Hmm?" Asuka suddenly became alert because of the plot.

How could a normal person have an affair with my sister?

It’s not the stinky two-dimensional world!

"Oh my god?" Hmm? I miss it, you keep yelling? "Are you an idiot? Pervert, bastard, pervert! - Hey, Ayanami-san is your sister, right? You're not really a pervert, are you? You criminal!"

"Well... Ayanami is my sister." Ikari had long been immune to the other party's tone. "She's just a distant relative of mine, a distant relative from my mother's family. She's a cousin. You should know that cousins ​​can get married in Japan."

"?!?!"

"Besides, I've asked Ayanami—she doesn't plan to join my harem."

"? You're a pervert, a pervert! H! Baka Baka!" Really, it sounds pretty nice - if this was a lark or a thrush, "What harem family? - Can't you be more normal?"

"No, I have neither dreams nor a future. I only have this tiny thought: I'll bring the person I like together. Even if we don't get married and don't have any physical contact, we can live in the same apartment and hang out together after we're thirty. It can be an amusement park, a model shop, or an internet cafe. Whether it's watching TV, playing online games, or anything else, as long as we're together, we'll be happy. We don't even need children. We can die together decades later... Why do you look at me like that?"

"Hehe... I found it strange four years ago. Why do you speak so conscientiously? Let me see today. Are you sick? Baka?" Asuka put her hands on her hips and looked at the little Ikari in front of her: "You are only 14 this year, right? And now you are talking about not getting married, not having children, not..."

"I can't imagine what marriage will be like, and I can't imagine how I would qualify as a father." Ikari looked into his eyes and spoke frankly, "My mother took care of me meticulously, working almost all year round, working every day to support my schooling. She gave all the good things to Ayanami and me, and she was reluctant to eat or wear anything herself, but treated me wholeheartedly. I can't imagine marrying someone and treating them like a true family member. As for having a child and then treating them wholeheartedly like my mother treated me, I can't imagine it at all! The person who treated me the best in this world is my mother. If that wasn't the case before, it's unlikely that she would be the best person in the future. Given this, how can a person like me, who is completely unsure of herself, face the so-called future and my child?"

be honest.

It hurts deeply.

"You...this illness is not serious?"

Asuka from this dimension.

Her parents were alive and well, her family was happy. She was healthy, beautiful, and talented—her mindset was normal, with absolutely no hint of perversion. So Asuka, a gifted girl, immediately understood... this was the fault of a single-parent family. Years without fatherly love, a mother-control stalker, this level of autistic child might appear optimistic and cheerful, but in reality, they were completely deprived of any psychological comfort.

"Oh, there's nothing I can do." He said, flattering her, but inwardly he was grinning: "Your illness is quite serious—and it just so happens that I'm a doctorate holder in psychology from Yale University. I..."

"Hmm? Useful? I remember there's a serious flaw in psychology: basically, psychiatrists are just funny. It all depends on the patient. If the patient thinks the psychiatrist is effective, then it's effective even if the psychiatrist dances or sings beside them. If the patient thinks it's ineffective, then even if the psychiatrist cites classics and spits blood, it won't help—after all, it's a psychological problem. Did you... only learn the theory and not the practical application?"

"I!—" The path is incorrect. The more knowledge you have, the more reactionary you become. I'm afraid of you, someone with only a superficial understanding: "You Oedipus, you autistic child!—To repay you for saving me, I've decided to save your life! How about this? I'll provide you with psychological counseling, so you can get over this psychological hurdle and better face your future."

“…Ah, yes, yes.”

"What on earth do you mean by that? You said that four years ago. It's really infuriating to hear that."

"Ah, yes, yes."

"!!!Ikari Shinki!!!——"

Chapter 25

In any case, Asuka and Ikari Shinji reconciled—not quite a reconciliation. Little Ikari was very happy because he had taken Asuka around the campus before school was over and could finally go home with Ayanami.

I really feel uneasy leaving such a beautiful girl home alone.

"Shinji-san isn't going to play with the newbies?"

"So-called new people are just like that. Clothes are worse than new, and people are worse than old." Ikari pushed his bicycle and looked at Ayanami sitting on the back. "Besides, as a poor guy, I don't have a bicycle that can carry more than two people. Um... Rei, are you angry?"

"That's impossible." She was still reading in the car, and her posture was very calm: "Why, Shinji-san thinks I'm angry? Why? What's the point of being angry?"

"Ahahahaha—well, I don't know. Ah, here we are, getting off at our stop." Ikari parked his old bike and let Ayanami get off before locking it. "What would you like to eat today?"

"..." The scarlet eyes stared at Xiao Ikari for a few times, and Ayanami said indifferently: "Whatever."

This is how girlfriends talk.

"Ah...oh, okay." After locking the car, Ikari and Ayanami went upstairs.

"I heard what you said to Soru-san."

"Ok?"

Xiao Ikari was stunned and his steps slowed down a bit.

"Brother Shinji, you don't seem to like children?"

"...Ah, I made you hear something bad, actually..."

"You still don't like getting married?"

"Um, this. No, I..." How did you hear it?

"It seems that Japan's fear of marriage has spread to elementary and middle school students. It's really scary." Ayanami said, putting the book into her backpack. "Of course, even though we are family, for various reasons, I don't think I should interfere too much with my cousin's choice."

"But I've been asked a favor today." Ayanami pulled Ikari aside and said, "Brother Shinji, can you play a piece of music for me?"

"? Uh... OK, no problem. I'll do whatever Ayanami tells me to do." Ikari was actually quite puzzled. When did Ayanami start to establish the image of an artistic girl? "That's perfect, let's just treat it as a live broadcast. Um... But why, Ayanami?"

"I told you this morning," Ayanami whispered, "We need to put on a program for the cultural festival. My class monitor asked me to do it. How about Shinji-san come and help out?"

"Okay, okay..." As an extracurricular activity for middle school students, it's fine. School festivals, cultural festivals, and GG festivals are actually all ways for students to grow outside of class. Ikari didn't mind. It was like training Ayanami to enter society and face the masses. "Then I really need to prepare... Is Ayanami's violin okay?"

"I practice harder than Shinji-nii."

"Huh...Okay, I'll be right back once I've made the meal."

"Do you need me to help you get the cello out?"

"can."

"Do you need me to help you set up the live broadcast equipment?"

“…?! You can do that too?”

"Anything that comes with an instruction manual is not difficult."

That's right, with just a manual, Ayanami was able to lead NERV, which Katsuragi had never understood in his life, back home as if it were his own. This shows how deep her logical thinking skills are. She is so smart that she can understand things at a glance and get things done at the first touch.

After preparing the meal and setting the dishes on time, Ikari went into his and Ayanami's room.

Two bedrooms and a living room, just squeeze in - when he walked in, Kangpiu was already turned on and ready, with the camera facing this way.

"Hmm... let me see..." While Ikari was adjusting the camera and preparing the name of the live broadcast room, Ayanami had already helped take out the cello.

Considering that all popular online memes are popular, Ichi's followers weren't very high in 15, when everyone was dancing but not yet fully developed. Naturally, not many people watched his livestream, so Ichi didn't care.

Of course, there are still many people who are interested.

Xiao Ikari doesn't care. There are many people who can't walk when they see a beautiful girl.

What's more, Ayanami is the type that only appears once in three thousand years.

The live camera was still on - but Xiao Ding was doing his own thing.

"Shinji-san, do you want to get ready?"

"Hmm... let's give it a try." Ikari adjusted his chair, otherwise he'd be exhausted for the entire performance. He gently drew the bow and applied rosin. After adjusting the strings, Ikari looked at Ayanami and said, "That's it... then... during the recovery phase..."

fate.

“How about Bach’s First Unaccompanied Cello?”

"...Yeah, that's very appropriate." Bach is a panacea for beginners, practicing, rehabilitating, increasing height, and so on. It's a universal ointment, a cure-all. So, what is this piece of music?

The part where Ikari played the piano in episode 15 is considered the best part ever.

As the piano began to play, Ayanami stood beside Ikari. Having already memorized the music, the young man gently closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying the process. Ayanami was similarly like this, standing beside Ikari like a beautiful statue, quietly standing there, closing her eyes and enjoying the music.

"Yeah, I feel okay." After pulling in a few wrong places, Ikari sighed slightly and said, "It should be fine after a while of rehabilitation... What about Ayanami?"

"Shinji-san, are you really not going to go to art school? You can..."

"No, I don't want to." Ikari, not interested in that, interrupted, "--What song did Ayanami choose?"

"The string quartet, the one Johann Pachelbel is most famous for."

“? Isn’t that Canon…” Xiao Ikari frowned—destiny.

It's not really a matter of fate. Not really, after all, it's popular, sounds good, a popular choice, and it's not difficult.

"My cello, your violin... and what about a violin and a viola?"

"One violin will be fine, and for the viola... let's find someone else. If that doesn't work, we'll adapt the music. For two violins, I can fill in at any time." Ayanami was like the boss in Dota, saying that she would just fill in for the team.

Well...it's not my fault that I can't indulge in art. It's basically just a self-serving tool, a stress reliever. It's like I love fidget spinners, but I can't really devote my entire life to them. While art and fidget spinners can't be compared, my energy is certainly limited.

The tacit understanding between Ikari and Ayanami seems to be innate and does not require any acquired influence at all.

The playthrough with EVA is understandable. After all, Ayanami in that playthrough is another form of biological mother. The look in her eyes when she looks at little Ikari is full of loving thoughts of "My son, you've made it big."

But in this episode, she's just an ordinary distant cousin who's honest and trustworthy, has invoices and can issue certificates. They can understand each other to this extent, and Ikari is sometimes quite strange.

Well known.

The cello plays a rather superficial role throughout Pachelbel's Canon. Basically, to put it in an adult's terms, it's like, "You're a bellows player. When you're happy, you twitch. When you're unhappy, you just sit there motionless! Huh? Who are you trying to fool?"