Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life

"We're poor," Xiao Ding continued calmly, "Mom and I live alone, and it's already difficult for Mom to make ends meet, let alone send me to study in the United States..."

"You can live in my house, and you can also apply for a scholarship."

"..." Xiao Ding thought to herself, why is this girl so stubborn? Wasn't she quite smart before? Or has she lost four years of development and ten years of mental abuse, making her defensiveness and emotional intelligence much less than before? "No, I think it's best for her to stay with her mom at this stage."

“…Oedipus.”

Oh, I really miss this way of cursing. Ikari missed it for a fraction of a second and retorted directly, "Same here."

No one can compare to you in terms of Oedipus.

"?!?!What do you mean?"

Well, it really makes me miss the time of bickering.

Unfortunately, this dimension's Asuka's eloquence was a bit lacking, her tongue wasn't very flexible, and her overall oral skills were poor. Alas, torture wasn't acceptable; after all, an equally matched opponent could be imprisoned, not imprisoned. Before long, Asuka was defeated.

Finally, the proud princess was defeated by her guardian knight, and she fled in panic, leaving her weapons and armor behind.

"If you hate me so much, why did you come to save me? I need..."

"? Who hates you?" I don't want to hear that.

I casually replied with a sincere response, and felt my defenses were a little broken.

"Fool, idiot!! - The shady man in the dark corner, why don't you appreciate my kindness to you?"

"A gentleman, even in poverty, will not give up his ambition to rise to the top—I don't have the habit of living off women." Ikari Shinji said with a few words of literary style, and then directly retorted: "Asuka, I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot accept any of this."

"...Oh, I'd have understood if you'd said that earlier." Asuka suddenly understood. The tearful expression she'd just had disappeared, and for a moment she seemed happy—but then she started teasing, "I heard from my mother that Japanese men have a strange competitive streak. They seem unwilling to accept help from women—hey, that's really strange."

Yes, yes, yes, as long as you are happy.

"I heard my mother say that if a man is willing to die for a woman, he definitely loves her." Asuka began to put herself into the princess's perspective: "Do you like me?"

...Is our great America so open?

Also, if I remember correctly... your mother suffered a terrible fate at the hands of your father in your previous life.

A 10-year-old...was he simply innocent, or perhaps just inexperienced? Or was he just carelessly hitting a critical hit with a basic attack? Honestly...sigh. Shinji took a deep breath. This person couldn't be so heartless, especially since he was in good health.

"Almost. I like several girls at the same time. Well, Ayanami is good, Katsuragi is also good, that Mari, this Kirishima... Oh, yes, and that Ibuki is not bad either. By the way, you want to be my girlfriend, right?" Ikari Shinji suddenly laughed and spread his hands to say, "What do you think, do you mind if I have a harem? If you don't mind, I can reluctantly count you as one..."

"Go to hell, scum!" The 10-year-old girl was considered merciful for not chopping Shinji Ikari in half with a hatchet. She slapped Shinji Ikari hard in the face.

Then she almost ran away crying - this scene was so bloody, but it was also a bit cheesy.

"...I did, indeed, once have a mad crush on you." Ikari Shinji seemed to be muttering to himself, but in the end, he watched as someone he once knew, someone he might never see again, ran away. He had thought he could handle it more tactfully, but it was clear he couldn't. He had thought he had a heart of stone, but it seemed he hadn't quite mastered it yet: "It's a pity you're not you."

There is no painful literature in my youth.

My youth has no emotions that need to be commemorated.

Let me tell you a joke from hell: the only thing I need to commemorate in my youth is my miserable life stuck in the plug.

Chapter 9 Your mother thinks you lack a fiancée

Compared to the second impact and the third impact that may come after your death.

The tsunami caused by this earthquake is not worth mentioning - "not worth mentioning" 20,000 people, 2,000 missing people.

Of course, District 11's bureaucrats are known for their dedication to craftsmanship, and with the Fukushima nuclear power plant incident unfolding, it's precisely times like these that call for their other defining skill: celebrating funerals with joy.

In addition to the Fukushima warriors who were forced by the Yakuza, Shinji Ikari was naturally pushed to the forefront.

The 311 earthquake was felt strongly throughout District 11, and naturally, Ikari Yui, who watched the news, suffered almost instant cardiopulmonary arrest.

She nearly rode her motorcycle all the way to Sendai—luckily, Ikari called right away, and that's when the near-collapse of Ikari Yui's fury subsided. This woman was also the type to flip the table over at the slightest disagreement.

Kodakaki and his group were quickly rescued, and then a lengthy report followed.

"Shinji!"

Maybe only your biological mother is trustworthy... Of course, it's also the kind of [your mother thinks you are cold], [your mother thinks you are hungry], [your mother thinks you want to drive Unit-01].

When Ikari Yui saw Shinji again, she was truly filled with boundless maternal love. It was obvious that little Ikari was eating, drinking, and sleeping well, and Ikari Yui, who was worried about her son traveling so far away, had become quite haggard. As soon as she came down, she immediately held her sister in her arms... no, she held her son in her arms and said, "That's great, that's great... I'm so glad you're okay."

"Mom..." Having never been inside Unit-01, it's a little hard to describe this feeling. It's like a complete cleansing of the I Ching, and I can feel the overwhelming emotions emanating from the Throne of Souls... Love for the person extends to the people in the world. The Yui Ikari in these two worlds might not be the same person, but the feelings are truly similar.

Shinji also hugged his mother who was crying silently: "Um, can you let go? I'm suffocating."

Many time-travel stories begin with a description of the mother after the time travel, describing how beautiful she is. Her eyes are gentle, clear and warm like spring water, overflowing with a subtle warmth. A faint, gentle smile lingers on her lips, elegant and noble, fresh and unworldly. A natural beauty, breathtakingly beautiful—describing a mother after the time travel is like describing an erotic novel. Do you have to go to Caihuatang C85 and C82 without anyone to supervise you?

That's boring.

"I'm sorry for worrying you." When he returned home, the earthquake had shattered all the pots and pans in the house—other than that, there wasn't anything else of value in the house. Living in an apartment, Xiao Ikari found the situation acceptable.

There are so many apologies to say in one's life, but there are only a few that one wants to say, and even fewer that one can actually say.

"No—you're very brave, a real little man." Ikari Yui wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and gently touched Shinji's head with a tearful look: "I saw the news. It said that your early warning made many people hide in the hotel. You risked your life and saved a girl, didn't you? Well... Although I don't encourage you to do this, Shinji, you did a good job—don't do it next time."

My mother is very beautiful and gentle, but she can be very scary when she gets angry.

"Yes... yes... I... got it." Shinji Ikari lowered his head, shivering. His own mother was truly terrifying... terrifying. So Shinji quickly changed the subject: "Ah, it's all because of those politicians who only report good news and not bad news, treating funerals as celebrations. I didn't do anything at all. If those people weren't stupid, they would have quickly hidden in the hotel. A few idiots couldn't bear to leave their cars and insisted on driving away, that's true... well, no more to say. As for that girl, I just reminded her to run away. She wasn't in any danger of life at all. I was just tired. Don't worry, mom. I'm Shinji Ikari. I'm cowardly, shy and introverted, not good at communicating with others, and I've always doubted my abilities. I'm timid and afraid of things, and the number one person who avoids responsibility when things happen - don't worry, mom. Am I the kind of person who's competitive?"

"...Don't say that about yourself. My Shinji is so awesome." Caressing her son's head lovingly again, Ikari Yui sighed and thought to herself - if something happens to her son again, then there will be no point in her living - she will have nothing and will be just a walking corpse waiting to die.

"Oh, by the way—Mom made a decision on her own. I hope you won't be angry... Come on, Li, don't be shy, come in."

"……Um?"

bang bang dong!

Cardiopulmonary arrest!

Blue hair, red eyes, fair skin. No amount of words could describe the feeling I had when I first saw her. No amount of human language could describe the astonishment I felt the first time I saw her smile under the moonlight. Little Ikari would never know what her inner world was like.

Ayanami Rei.

"Let me introduce you." She was wearing a simple black and white dress and a black round hat. She seemed a little shy and nervous about meeting someone for the first time. Ikari Yui pulled the shy girl in front of her and said, "This is Ayanami Rei, my niece - your distant cousin. You should know the motherly Ayanami, right? This is my niece. Unfortunately, her parents, my cousin and his wife, passed away in a car accident. I adopted her - I hope you can get along well in the future."

"……Eh?"

Xiao Ding's heart beat a beat slower.

So, in this ordinary world—is there really an ordinary girl named Ayanami Rei? She's not the tragic product of a mad scientist with a crazy, dead father.

"I'm sorry, Shinji, I didn't discuss this with you... But, I hope you can welcome Rei well." Ikari Yui said to the stunned little Ikari in an expectant but slightly serious tone.

Meanwhile, Rei Ayanami of this world was looking at her distant cousin in a conflicted manner - not knowing whether he could accept her, or what kind of boy he was.

Of course, anyone who wasn't a StarCraft player could tell that Ayanami and Ikari Yui were definitely related. If I hadn't trusted my mother, I'd have thought it was... ahem... cough.

"...Great." Ikari Shinji didn't think he was the type to be melancholic. His heart wasn't ironclad, but he was accustomed to life and death. At the very least, even with the effects of mental corruption, he could still maintain a cheerful and cheerful demeanor—the ultimate in heartlessness. He hadn't expected that even after the real chapter, his resilience remained incredibly fragile.

After seeing Ayanami in this world, he actually felt a sense of relief: "That's great... I'm glad you're okay."

"What?" Ikari Yui and Ayanami had almost the same expression.

Ah, after all, we are one in a sense.

Chapter 10: How wild we are now, how miserable we were in the past

"Ah—I mean, I'm sad too. Sorry, Ayanami-san." Ikari Shinji almost pulled himself back from the point of tear duct collapse, but still wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "We will be a family from now on. It's hard to forget the past... But if you don't forget the past, you can't survive."

Talking about what Old Ikari said to him in front of Ikari Yui's tombstone in his previous life, Little Ikari used Old Ikari's death to comfort Ayanami in this world: "I'm glad you're okay... I'm glad..."

I wish I were cold-blooded and heartless.

"Thank you..." It seems that this world's Ayanami Rei... has a lot of expressions, completely different from facial paralysis. And indeed, those who grew up in normal families are mentally normal. Just a little bit reserved. "Please give me your guidance in the future, Ikari-kun."

Hmm... familiar words.

"There's more than one Ikari here, and it seems there's more than one Ayanami too." Her mother assisted, and Ikari Yui saw that both children were attracted to each other. At the very least, their relationship wouldn't be a Stand user—meeting, Oola Oola, right? So Ikari Yui took a step further: "Call him Shinji—Rei, can you let him call you Rei?"

"OK……"

Two eyebrows, half frowned, half shrouded in mist, a pair of eyes, half happy, half sorrowful. Her expression betrays sorrow, her delicate features reveal an illness. Tears flicker in her eyes, her delicate features twitching slightly. Quiet as a beautiful flower reflecting in the water, her movements like a willow swaying in the wind. Her heart is more perceptive than Bi Gan's, and her illness is three times more severe than Xi Shi's.

OK, Dream of Red Mansions is 10,000 years ahead of the world’s ACG culture.

"Li." But this isn't the Grand View Garden, and the person across the street isn't Lin Daiyu. If this were Asuka, then Ikari would have considered leaving—being her roommate is no different from being a passive bootlicker. She doesn't do chores, isn't good at anything, and never gets enough to eat. If she doesn't do well, Asuka's a curse, if she does well, her weight's a curse. The Apostles finally won, but she didn't get the MVP award and she's still trying to harass you! —

Li is different.

Hey, the best thing about this girl is that she's like a mute. She won't even talk if you try to teach her to. At most, she'll just give you a mouth.

"Come this way." Ikari Shinji hurried over to ask for favors. He had arrived home first. "Please come in. I'll help you clean up the room... By the way, Mom?"

Shinji Ikari suddenly realized something was wrong: "Doesn't our house have two bedrooms and a living room?"

Why bother cleaning the room?

"Ah, yes." Ikari Yui didn't take it seriously at all, and continued, "So you will be living with Ayanami from now on."

...Mom, did you bring back a child bride?

"Oh, don't worry, he's just a 10-year-old boy, but he acts like a little adult." Ikari Yui bluntly pointed out her son's 10-year-old innocence: "Don't worry, I will make a bed for you and put a curtain in the middle - don't peek at Rei."

Do I need to peek?

I have seen so much in my previous life.

The person opposite is only 10 years old. I tell you, 14-year-old Ayanami has a better figure than 14-year-old Asuka, much better. Now it seems that they are about the same, so what happened in the past four years? I thought foreigners were more open-minded, but I didn't expect that.

"I'm sorry." The characteristic attributes of people from District 11 came out, and they bowed to Xiao Ikari. Ayanami said with guilt: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No, no, no." District 11's characteristics came into play. Xiao Ding really disliked this kind of apology: "...I won't go through the motions. I'll just say it straight. We're family, so let's not talk behind each other's backs. I'm a thousand times more welcome to Li Lai - I'm taking advantage of this."

"Pa!" The mother attacked! She slammed Xiao Ding's butt and said, "How can you talk like that! Apologize to Li!"

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My 11th birthday wasn't a very pleasant one.

Major earthquakes, tsunamis and large-scale evacuations followed one after another.

In the following period of time, there was even an illusion that District 11 was about to sink. After the frequent scandals at the Fukushima nuclear power plant, everyone, while refreshing the bureaucratic bottom line of District 11, thought that it was about to be like Chernobyl after a nuclear leak, or directly enter the biochemical crisis mode in one step.

Unfortunately, nothing happened next - or rather, everything happened, but the people of Area 11 were very adaptable. Residents near Fukushima were basically evacuated, and Shinji Ikari had no intention of being a hero and going to see what was inside.

Shinji Ikari's family was also within the evacuation zone, so before he and Ayanami could share a room and develop a bond, the three of them went to sleep together. So why was Shinji Ikari afraid? Nuclear radiation... surely it's more severe than the spiritual contamination of the Angels? It might not be good for spiritual contamination, but it's OK for physical contamination!

If it's torture, I choose mental pollution. Mental pollution, the sooner the better. As an Eva driver, I choose mental pollution; mental pollution, it's a cool stroke, yeah~~~

Shinji Ikari now recalls the heart-wrenching screams he'd uttered when injected with the anti-psychotic drug. Even a brazen Vajra or an iron Arhat couldn't bear such boundless fear. Treatment for psychotic illness is similar to cancer treatment, a little more painful? Or perhaps less painful? NEVR is a brand-new treatment—if the cure isn't enough, then the cure is for the death. A young nurse in a flesh-hiding suit, carrying a chisel, axe, and saw (exaggerated), swung them in front of Shinji Ikari, and he felt his body begin to tremble.

We need a few male doctors to help out, because there's strength in numbers. One by one, they strapped the patients to the bed, and then... they aimed, applied the lotion, and did a thorough job of rubbing their anus. A library~~~ Find a vein, puff! Find the coccyx, puff! Find... Anyway, it's all about pleasure.

"Ahhh, please kill me... please spare me—" Anyway... Ikari Shinji felt that anyone who could scream such heartbreaking words couldn't be a hero. Therefore, he certainly wasn't a true man, on the contrary, a complete disgrace. After every torturous half hour, he'd be dragged out to fight again, seeing Ayanami, Asuka, Katsuragi, and the like again.

There's also a little bit of embarrassment.

Fortunately, it won’t be embarrassing if I die - I hope I die early and have no afterlife.

Shinji Ikari said - the first half of the sentence was achieved, but the second half was not so good, it started well but ended poorly.

——There is no EVA in this world.

Isn't that good? EVA is poison, EVA is garbage, EVA is a dog that's worse than not existing (beep~)!

You have no idea how many pretentious charlatans and mystical bastards I encountered in my past life. Self-denying psychopaths, the ultimate ruthless conspirators—and even the enigmatic figure who paved every toilet in the NEVR base and still had plenty of money! Language! People!

Chapter 6: June 22, 2015, the Apostle’s Absence

Oh, I took the blame when something happened; I took responsibility when something went wrong; I took the responsibility when the apostles came; I used the money I earned to buy cabbages to sell cocaine, and I risked half my life. After living and dying, you still scolded me for being ungrateful.

Why don't you tell me what's going on?! —And then tell me I don't deserve to know.

When the Americans threw little boys into Area 11, they even knew to train the pilots several times beforehand, telling them how terrifying this thing is! I control the fate of the world, and yet you tell me nothing, and when things go wrong, you let me take the brunt of it? I'll take it all, you M, I'll take it all. I won't get promoted or get rich, but I'll take the blame. Did you know that ordinary pilots who shoot down enemy planes at least have a kill ring to put on? I've destroyed so many apostles, and I haven't even seen a raise. You all have executives who need seats and horses to ride, and you're so happy when you use me as a tool, but when things go wrong, you're even more likely to use me as a tool and dump me.

To be honest, I was really disgusted by the Japanese bureaucratic style in my previous life.

Are you taking advantage of my youth? Are you righteously throwing all the blame you don't want to take on me?

In his previous life, he was largely killed by the bureaucratic culture of the Riddler in District 11.

——"Hehehe~~~"

11 years passed quickly.

12 years passed quickly.