Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life

Look at them, when Ikari sits between the two of them, he feels like half ice and half fire, like two completely different worlds.

"Oh right." Xiao Ikari thought for a long time and finally seemed to remember something: "As for Ayanami, didn't she write a few songs herself? She always said she wanted to show them to me..."

"Pfft..." Asuka suddenly laughed. "Hahaha, you're indeed an artistic girl. Amazing! You started writing songs at the age of 14."

The subtext is: this is the second-year syndrome.

At this time, Ayanami was able to remain indifferent to external things and not be sad because of herself - if Ikari didn't say anything, what's the point of you saying a thousand words about good and bad?

"Yes." Ayanami nodded and said, "It's not very mature, but I think it's okay."

"Come, let's listen. No matter what, it's worth affirming." Asuka had just battled with the other party this morning, and now she has a good attitude to encourage art: "Even if it's not well written, only we know it. Hmm... if it's an artistic girl, what would it be like? Fresh and simple? Ah~ I know, the wind is a bit noisy today~~~"

"No, it's an English song."

"? I thought your Japanese tongues would never be suitable for speaking English. Ah..."

That’s right, Xiao Ikari nodded inwardly.

"Shinji-san, do you want to listen?"

"Of course." Xiao Ding nodded seriously and threw away all his work: "Please."

Plagiarism is not a good thing.

Ayanami took out the music sheet she had written and handed it to Ikari. A red-haired head came over and the two of them looked at it closely.

"Ahem." The literary girl cleared her throat and then spoke: "Now it's time I fear to tell..."

Now is the time, but I'm still afraid to speak up.

Those strange things that have been hidden deep in my heart for a long time are fermenting.

I've never felt this way before.

It makes me feel scared that 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 after losing you?

I was terrified and had no comfort.

How would I cope without you?

I will be unable to sleep, lose consciousness, and lose all my senses.

Even though I was in extreme pain, I couldn'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 our shared dream in this life will never be realized.

Therefore, we must separate you and I. 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?

Chapter 31 I'll Support You

I suffered the loss of being uneducated.

From the very first sentence, Ikari was captivated by Ayanami. A beautiful voice, a beautiful woman, everything about her was beautiful… Ayanami before him was like a goddess, captivating him deeply—but unfortunately, he only caught a glimpse of what she said from the very first sentence. And then? Then came the listening test.

If you expect Xiao Ding to understand, you might as well expect him to pin these two girls to the bed right now! I'm telling you two little (silencers), I'm not pretending anymore! I've decided to open this harem, and you have to listen whether you want to or not!

Elsewhere, Asuka was stunned from the very first line. Of course, as a not-so-gay lesbian, she hadn't fallen for Ayanami yet. But from the very first line, the melody had stuck with her. Sure, little Area 11 was ridiculous, actually writing about jazz? Besides, it wasn't...

Then listen to the rest...it's really good...and then listen to the rest...

Asuka understands English, and of course it's no different from her native language. As a proficient in Japanese, English, and German, how could she not understand this? Ayanami's accent is especially standard, with no hint of a District 11 accent at all. This is incredible. And then...

Isn’t this a confession?

Holy shit, you still say you're not a brother complex? ...No, it seems you haven't denied it.

This tangle, this clearly audible struggle and heart-wrenching pain, is expressed in a cappella song as expected. Just like a tombstone in front of a dead person's grave, it simply tells the story of the other person's bitter life.

When the song ended, Asuka felt as if her soul had been drained away.

"Brother Shinji, how do you feel?" Shijiji, what do you think of the lyrics of my Tankasei?

"Uh... it's so beautiful!" The lyrics of the Prime Minister's song are profound and melodious. The writing is full of literary talent and is very exquisite.

"Really? Can you tell me something else?" Don't just praise them blindly, but be frank and point out their mistakes. It's okay to talk, I always enjoy hearing criticism.

"Uh... let me be honest?" Does Prime Minister Cao really want me to speak frankly?

"Of course." Of course.

"Uh... although it sounds good, I don't understand it. Uh, I'm not good at English. You know this Li, right? But... it's so bitter... I... feel suffocated by this song. It's a very strange feeling. It's so beautiful, but I feel like a stab in the heart... I'm sorry, Li." Although the lyrics of "The Prime Minister's Song" are extremely literary... there are ominous words in the short song.

"Humph, Shinji-san really doesn't know how to appreciate." How dare you ruin my poetic nature? ! ! Ayanami snorted lightly, but felt... "But what Shinji-san said is true."

You're right, bitterness, entanglement, hesitation and helpless destruction - this is the theme of this song. Of course, Ayanami in the third round is not so pretentious, but this song is indeed written with blood and tears. It's as if the pen under my hand is writing for me -

"What about you, Asuka? What do you think of Ayanami's lyrics? Oh, by the way, you're American, right?" Ikari glanced back at Asuka, who had her head lowered, lost in thought. "Uh, did you understand what Ayanami sang just now?"

"Hmph~ Just lyrics written by a junior high student." Of course Asuka would say that, but for some reason, the tone of her voice was a little off at the beginning. Asuka wanted to praise the other person, then praise herself, and show respect for art... but halfway through her words,

Asuka suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did her vision suddenly become blurry?

"So, that's why..." Tears streamed down her face, which had been trying to put on a proud expression. One drop, two drops, and then her sobs turned into tears. "Eh? Weird... weird..."

Why did I suddenly start crying?

"No! Hate it, why is it like this... Wuwuwu..." Asuka wiped her tears frantically, and then choked with sobs intermittently: "So stupid... I..."

Little Ikari hurriedly went to the tissue beside him and wiped the other person's tears as if he was taking care of a child, and then wiped the other person's tears again.

"Damn... Damn... This is so embarrassing." He could completely, almost completely understand. In that instant, it was as if the other person's struggle in Unit-00 in the previous round had suddenly burst into his own heart like a dam breaking! That undeniable bitter and hopeless love affair was exactly the same as his own... no, there were slight differences.

In fact, Ikari was shocked, and Ayanami was also shocked.

The girl who had passionately interacted with her and battled with her in the morning was now her soulmate in art - this surprised her very much.

The problem of being able to hear each other's thoughts while plugged in seems to have been inherited by this world - perhaps this is the only strange cheat in this world? Of course, this ability to communicate with each other's thoughts doesn't seem to be that strong. It just happened when I was extremely shocked, so I felt this way -

I can almost completely understand Ayanami's scarred heart from the previous round.

"Asuka... take a break first." Xiao Ikari unplugged the network cable and poured Asuka a glass of water - drink more hot water: "What happened just now... Forget it, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

"No...just now...I almost understood everything she wanted to say." Asuka glanced at Ayanami, whose calm eyes seemed to flash a ripple of mutual understanding: "I understand...I understand everything...but, it doesn't matter..."

Blowing her nose hard, the young lady stood up and said, "Huh, what's that? I can actually do it too! It's just writing a song, right? I can definitely do it after learning for a year or two! No, just a few months will be enough."

"...Thank you." Ayanami was also quite embarrassed. Being so deeply understood by such an opponent, she lowered her head and bowed slightly: "Your understanding."

"No...nothing..."

The relationship is very good.

Xiao Ikari was quite relieved watching from the side - because he had no idea that these two had just had a passionate interaction that morning.

Oh, it's not early today. Seeing that all the houses outside were lit up, Xiao Ding said, "Asuka, please have dinner at our house too. Do you want to sleep at our house?"

"..." I miss sleeping next to you...Wait a minute? I hadn't noticed it before: "I say, you siblings don't always sleep in the same room, do you?"

"Ah, yeah? What's wrong? I'm poor. If you can afford it, give me a 200 square meter house."

“!?!?!?!”

Chapter 32: Language that cannot express, feelings that cannot be conveyed to you

The words that cannot be expressed, the feelings that cannot be conveyed to you, let me take them all away. I hope that the next me can fall in love with only you - Ayanami Nijiume.

Ayanami's feelings for Ikari, at least in the end, are locked in love. While these feelings are extremely repressed and twisted, like all repressed emotions, they are incredibly pure and intense, a kind of high-quality energy. The relationship between Ikari and Ayanami in the previous playthrough...it's hard to say.

Anyway, last week, aside from Ko Ikari's death, it was basically a happy ending. I've always felt that the male protagonist is there to advance the plot, and once the plot is over, he's no longer useful. The female protagonist is there to set the mood, and she needs to be safe and sound after the plot ends.

Ikari had a dream, perhaps because he, Ayanami, and Asuka were once in the same plug. Therefore, today's dream allowed him to "see" some of the world after his "death" in the previous round.

Uh... nightmare.

Anyway, for Ikari, this was a serious nightmare, and theoretically, it only affected him. Ikari had no idea what would happen after Worlds was won. But it was clear that he had his own personal ward. This showed that the World system was probably intact, which meant they won the last team fight... That was because, after all, the big brother took all the enemy control and damage, leaving half of them dead, and the other half at razor-thin health—with their second and third players at full health, if they couldn't win the team fight again... then they really couldn't win.

Of course, it is said to be Xiao Ikari's nightmare. That's because Xiao Ikari was alone, lying in bed half-dead. And there was no miracle, there was not even a visitor in the ward. He was a vegetative patient, lying alone in this exclusive ICU. No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, time flew by. His body in the ward remained unchanged, but Ayanami, who seemed to have a much richer facial expression, came to see him in the ward once. In the words of Master Ma: It was very quick, just once. Xiao Ikari, who was in a vegetative state, was careless and did not dodge. It was obvious that Ayanami, who had learned a lot of emotional lines, kissed Xiao Ikari and then left.

Asuka? Who is Asuka? I don't know her. I haven't seen her in Ikari's ward—just kidding.

Of course, Ikari wasn't so unreasonable. The dream clearly explained that Asuka was the beautiful heroine who'd been crowned the world's savior—the head of the Luftwaffe! You had to go back to Germany to report on your work, right? But once you did, you couldn't come back. America, Germany; Germany, America—you flew back and forth, giving reports and reporting on your work. From the age of 14 all the way to adulthood—becoming the Luftwaffe mascot and an American hero, then being sidelined. In the end, even in her vegetative state, Ikari couldn't even make it to the top 7. She cried so miserably at the grave, even when she and her friends visited—of course, I don't know if it was an illusion. It felt like that little bastard Kensuke was trying to take advantage of her at her grave... Asuka had been out there for so many years, how could she possibly be the one taking advantage of someone else's misfortune?

Ayanami? Apparently, she was later adopted by Vice Commander Fuyutsuki. Aside from his unnatural infatuation with his own mother, the old man's mental state is generally normal. The fact that Ikari-chan survived four years of ICU intubation without being removed was a credit to Fuyutsuki. Fuyutsuki shouldered the responsibility of Ayanami's re-education, leaving her with no real qualifications to enter Ikari-chan's ward. That last meeting... well, it was truly just that.

And then, the vegetative version of Ikari is dead—time continues to spin, and Ikari laments that the afterlife will be no different than whether he exists or not. Files, hidden; name, banned; you want to bury such a prime experimental specimen? Wishful thinking, take him out for autopsy!

Katsuragi was even worse off. He was transferred from a UN agency to the Self-Defense Force. From there, he was put on ice and retired within two years. I heard that Fuyutsuki helped him out and continued to be Ayanami's guardian.

Cool! This is the real historical arc. The truth is, people are gone and forgotten. NERV was destroyed, and all remaining combat data was taken away. Various military and civilian advanced technologies developed rapidly, and the people rebuilt and capital developed. The next step is probably cyberpunk. The bodies were dissected and squeezed out of every last bit of surplus value, and finally divided into numerous pieces, stored in the five major labs. Don't even think about the treatment of heroes; that's a fairy tale only in fairy tales. The normal world is to be discarded after the work is done. Yeah, highly realistic and reliable.

“…” Xiao Ikari got up on time at six o’clock the next morning.

The nightmare for him was over.

"That's too violent." Ikari sat up and sighed, feeling the intensity of the dream. It was perfectly normal for the worldline to develop this way; it wasn't like he hadn't "imagined" what would happen if he died. This was already a relatively good ending, as if someone owed him something. "So, it seems like last week's world wasn't so bad... Yeah."

As he got up, Ikari headed for the bathroom. As a member of an ordinary family, he no longer had the status of a major-official like Misato Katsuragi, with her 200-square-meter house, a sports car to pick her up from get off work, and a life with cute pets. In his previous life, the bathroom and toilet were separate; he must have been rich. Not so in this life—the toilet was opposite the sink, and in the other corner of the room were a showerhead, a bathtub, and a squishy washing machine.

As a man, it was important for Ikari to take a shower in the morning to get rid of the odor. It was easy enough with just a little soap. Ayanami and her mother, Ikari Yui, might take longer, so he had to finish quickly.

Sure enough, when he pulled up his trousers, something that the people welcomed happened.

"Thank you, Auntie." Asuka's sweet voice echoed outside the door. Ikari had just finished tying his belt. Everyone knew that after taking a shower, you usually put on your underwear first, then your pants.

So what Asuka saw was a wet little Ikari fastening his belt while staring at him with a frown.

"I... really didn't realize it." Xiao Ikari asked Asuka in a strange voice: "So you also have a nympho attribute..."

"Huh?!!" Asuka was startled, but she quickly calmed down.

Ikari is not the herbivorous male protagonist of Area 11. When he is seen taking a bath by a woman, or when he sees a woman taking a bath, he screams as if he has been castrated, and screams like a woman, like an idiot.

Asuka is not an ordinary Japanese heroine. When she sees a man coming out of the shower, she will scream like a heroine, or slap the man in the face.

Chapter 33: Come on, battle!

——Unless you are being watched, nothing terrible like being slapped or kicked will happen.

"Huh? I didn't know how serious your Japanese objectification of women is. You call them nymphomaniacs just by looking at them." Although Asuka's face turned the same color as her combat uniform, she still refused to give in! Her intelligent brain was spinning rapidly, and her intelligence level, comparable to that of a man and a woman having sex, was revealed - bickering, you can't lose! "What? How come I didn't know that just looking at a man's upper body was so precious? Haha~ I'm not polite to tell you, when I was in the United States, I saw countless male upper bodies at university. I was nauseous, sick, and vomited. Every one of them had more muscles than you. Don't embarrass yourself here, don't be so self-righteous, okay?"

"...Asuka, could you please move your gaze and body away for a moment?" It was indeed as the other party said, there was nothing special about a man's upper body - but, one cannot lose in a bickering!

Come on, battle!

Just like Ayanami, who was seen last week looking completely nonchalant, Ikari donned the school uniform shirt he'd washed the previous night. Because there's no "two-stroke" in this world, and District 11 doesn't experience year-round summer heat, this uniform design includes a tie. What I hate most is when someone puts anything around my neck; besides the red scarf, everything else feels like a dog leash. (Actually, the best thing about entering junior high was not having to check for badges and scarves at the entrance. Now I can wear one if I want.)

"By the way, wipe your saliva."

"Hmm? Slurp... slurp..." Asuka quickly wiped the corner of her mouth - but found there was nothing. She had been fooled!

"!!! Stupid Shinji, you're looking for death!"

Good morning.

"Hurry up and wash up." Xiao Ikari smiled noncommittally. It seemed that he had won today's battle. Aside from the fact that he had panicked a bit during the kissing game in his previous life, beating her was no problem. "I've packed your toiletries for you. They're all disinfected, don't worry—after all, I don't want to be confused with you."

"I @#￥—you want to fight? Come on!"

"I'm still afraid of you!"

In the small bathroom, Shinji Ikari, a man who doesn't fight with women, got kicked in the butt and kicked out. But he didn't lose out, as he also hit the other person's butt. Asuka forced herself to do it.

"What a shame." Little Ikari sighed, tidied up and prepared to make breakfast - but found that it was Ikari Yui who was cooking today. "Huh? Mom? Why are you up? Did I wake you up?"