Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life

I will be back, that's my promise.

"?!" I thought it was another revolutionary song, but oh well, that's fine! Katsuragi immediately clapped his hands, saying, "Hey! Another one!" Unfortunately, I'm uneducated, so I can only say "fuck" to everyone. Katsuragi really hated how I spent my school years either withdrawn or completely unrestrained. Alas, it was all because of my good looks; I didn't need any talent to attract a crowd of men.

I am only a few months away from being thirty, and I just realized that the most important thing about a person is his inner qualities. If I meet someone who is not only good-looking but also perfect on the inside, I would feel so ashamed.

"Dead country, dead country, dead home!" Katsuragi Misato sighed from the bottom of her heart, then raised her thumb and said: "Sparasi, sparasi! - Xiaozhen, what kind of song is this?! It's sad, and..."

"In memory of my former comrades, and for the countless heroes who sacrificed their lives in the great anti-fascist war—" Ikari suddenly changed the tone, immediately changing the atmosphere from being too radical to the rhythm that Japanese people like: "And, for myself—one day I will die, I don't know when. But as long as I am needed, I will come back."

This is the truth.

I will return upon your call. In countless worlds, if you whisper to me, I will come back! I know this is my promise.

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Take a civilian aircraft from xxx, detour through Singapore, and fly directly to Tokyo.

Ikari had thought he'd be flying directly from the battlefield to Tokyo in a military plane. After all this time, it turns out NERV isn't that powerful. At least the NERV Japan branch was just a regional organization, having only taken over battlefield command from the reluctant Sengoku when they couldn't handle Komizu (the third angel, or "Xiao San").

"Huh, huh... Such an important mission, and I have to take a civilian plane back home. Huh, huh..."

Misato Katsuragi walked back with her bags and luggage, complaining, "Damn it! Those guys from the Intelligence Department actually ran away halfway! What's wrong with just coming over to help carry the luggage? Seriously..."

Oh, you are just as good as me. The guys in the Intelligence Department are really awesome.

"...Can't I check in my gun?" Xiao Ikari frowned. In this dimension, he seemed to have a bit of a fetish.

The third new Tokyo International Airport, after the second flood, flooded Japan. After the Kanto Plain was flooded, the Daxing International Airport was built together with the construction of the third new Tokyo.

Outside Terminal 3, Ikari and Katsuragi were carrying their own luggage. Ikari's was lighter, having packed it all into a travel bag. He didn't even have a clean change of clothes; most of his belongings were books and small items. It was a shame he hadn't been allowed to bring his gun on the plane.

"That's definitely not possible... Hey, come to Tokyo-3, it's a peaceful place." Katsuragi said with a smile. Even while carrying the luggage, he didn't forget to take advantage of the beautiful boy. The lady patted his head and rushed over: "Don't worry! - Let me see if there is anyone coming to pick us up..."

"Hey, miss, do you need any help?"

The third New Tokyo City.

I don't know why, but it seems like Yoshiyuki Sadamoto prefers to use African Americans as background characters in the EVA series, just like in the comics.

Hideaki Anno also prefers to use African Americans as background materials, and this is also the case on the aircraft carrier in the animation.

Even Yoshiyuki Sadamoto, who was so heartless back then that his mother was so angry that he ended up drawing Asuka's book, used the old black cover.

Xiao Ding raised his head, his brows furrowed. Didn't they say that the people in District 11 didn't have a good opinion of Brother Ni? How...

"I can help, you want to help, should we go together now? Oh, let that sissy kid next to him go, he's no good, haha..."

Several Brother Nis gathered around.

Misato Katsuragi frowned and prepared to take action.

"Soka." Xiao Ding cursed in pure Russian on the spot, and instantly the American Ni brothers felt as if they were frozen. Xiao Ding directly said in standard Russian English: "That's it? Do you guys want to come together, or one by one? Madfake——"

The last sentence in Russian English was roared out in a low voice.

If it were presented in comic form, it would be like a stand user several dozen meters tall suddenly popping out from behind a young man, showing a powerful aura and terrifying eyes, and then a bunch of idiots run away.

But the real world is not like this. This is just a teenager. Although he still has a bandage on his head, his handsome face is visibly handsome.

Not afraid, not afraid, a few Nigge felt that they were not afraid. So after being frightened by the Maozi accent for several seconds, they felt that they were fine again. They started to say dirty words: "Sissy, you..."

"By the way, you are a UN official, right?" Ikari looked back at Katsuragi.

"Ah? Ah, yes, I am..."

"Whoosh!" Katsuragi noticed a figure in front of him vanish in an instant, followed by a black man, over 1.80 meters tall and weighing over 100 kilograms, flying sideways and crashing directly into the window of the terminal. Fortunately, the glass was strong, otherwise it would have been a free fall of more than ten meters. Newton and the cook both praised it.

Then, a young soldier, less than 1.6 meters tall, beat up several Nigs in the terminal again. Nigs were like the slimes in the first level, appearing in every world they came to.

"Oh my god..." Is it so violent?

93 Give Up, There's No Hope (Part 2)

There are many things that cannot be refuted even if they happen.

For example, Sweden abandoned eugenics in 74. After Germany's defeat in 45, no one dared to mention it again. So-called eugenics, the forced sterilization of people with genetic disabilities or congenital diseases, was utterly inhumane, completely devoid of human rights, and deeply undemocratic.

But once you set foot in Northern Europe, you can't help but sigh: the men are handsome, the women are beautiful, and eugenics is cruel, but it seems to be right. It seems that the Swedes have killed off all the ugly ones or sent them abroad, like the environmental activists.

It happened and cannot be refuted.

For example, the quality of Nig is generally low.

Ikari severely injured three of the five Nigs present, and rendered them all harmless. The so-called harmless treatment meant ensuring they were no longer capable of harming him. Generally speaking, they would be rendered unconscious, and for the most part, fatally wounded.

And all this happened in just fifteen seconds.

Basically, all of them are aimed at the lower three roads and the vital parts above the throat.

"Yes, that's right. I need to protect him and leave immediately - ask your superior to call and confirm directly. I don't intend to wait more than a minute." Katsuragi spoke in an official tone. He was just a lieutenant.

But it has great energy.

Soon, the NEVR Intelligence Bureau personnel who had disappeared reappeared in sweat. This not-so-small incident had occurred, and it was obvious that they would be criticized.

Of course, Xiao Ding maliciously speculated: Maybe Daddy was planning this to give him a warning? But it didn't matter.

Unlike last week, this time I planned to rush through the game right away. The subsequent intrigues and the inside stories I only "knew" after my death were truly too terrifying.

Halfway through the fight, I realized that the enemy wasn't just the "Trisolarans" like the Apostles, but also a group of "Adventists"! My own damn dad was a Wallfacer—it didn't matter, I was my dad's "Dadbreaker"!

Ikari Gendō? My biological father? Oh, it's just a personal possession.

How could you be more important than my own mother, Ayanami, Asuka, Katsuragi, and the others? If you die, thousands of families will be happy.

"Huh—Xiao Zhen, aren't you being too violent?"

After a brief exchange with a few intelligence officers and showing his work ID to the police who had arrived, he pulled Xiao Ding into the special car prepared by the intelligence officers nearby. A black Toyota sedan pulled up.

"No?" Ikari frowned, feigning ignorance. He'd learned this playfulness from his good brother, Sosuke Sagara. Sagara was genuinely clueless, while Ikari... Ikari in this dimension was a bit clueless, too. But after crossing over here, that cluelessness had somewhat changed.

Integration takes a long time, just like when your mind says "I understand," but your hands tell you "No, you don't." The soul has merged, but some habits and inertia still require a long period of time to break and change.

"You beat three or four of them over there until they vomited blood, and there's another one who's still leaning against the window and hasn't come down yet." Katsuragi covered his head and said helplessly, "How am I going to explain this to Commander Ikari... Those bastards are certainly not very good, but this doesn't have to happen. It seems like they're American soldiers on leave, who came to Tokyo-3 from Okinawa for vacation, and as soon as they arrived, you..."

"Then it's absolutely right to hit them. We're hitting the American dogs." Xiao Ding suddenly seemed to have a sudden realization, and then he said with great relief, "Just look at these colored pencils. Although they're a little colored, they still have the ability to resist. The American Empire can't do it... Hahahaha."

"...What are you laughing at? Didn't you say you would obey orders?"

"But we have to adapt to local conditions. I highly doubt those black guys are looking for trouble! I've read reports about American troops stationed in Japan, and there are frequent reports of rapes of local women."

"Uh... although..."

"And the US military's discipline is like a thief's army, hey..." Xiao Ding said with disdain, "When I was a mercenary in xxx, I dealt with this group of guys. Murder, arson, and rape of women are common. They cut off the (silenced) penises of local men and feed them to them in front of their wives and daughters. Then they rape the girls in front of their parents and put detonators in the boys' (silenced) penises. Why do you think we are welcomed everywhere we go? Isn't it because..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking." Katsuragi felt a little nauseous, but looking at little Ikari who said these words expressionlessly - suddenly the motherly love came up in him.

"Bang!" After dribbling the ball and bumping into someone, Katsuragi hugged Ikari, who still had a bandage on his head. "No matter what, you helped me. You really are my little hero."

First, define the nature of the matter. We are all adults, and we should look at the results rather than the words.

"Then, I hope you can rely on me more in the future." Katsuragi's hands lovingly caressed the young man beneath him who had experienced countless hardships. The elder sister said: "Please trust me in the future, because from now on we are comrades. Similarly, I will protect you well. Okay, Makoto?"

"Okay..." Okay, okay, you have big breasts, so you have the final say.

"Hehe, no matter what, I'll give you a welcome today. Well, but we have to report to your father first. Uh... although I'm not qualified to tell you this, I believe your father still loves you..."

"Yeah." What's the use!

I fucked her. She did it right after we met... No, she even tried to screw me over with everything before we met. Before she died, she was looking for spiritual solace and hospice care, and she tried to save face by saying things like "I still love you."

What the hell does your dying have to do with me? A man's deeds matter, not his heart. You've lived a life of utter depravity, and I'm supposed to carry your banner? How about I send a black pallbearer? When you die, I promise to pop some champagne. Let's have some fun.

"I won't comment on that," Little Ikari said softly. "To me, he's just a stranger. Now I'm just his mercenary, fulfilling a contract. We respect each other—he respects my life, I respect his victory, it's that simple. I just hope he's a good boss, not some frivolous Japanese bureaucrat with a smug look on his face. I grew up in the Soviet Union and am used to seeing all kinds of bureaucrats—I've read about Japanese bureaucrats in books, and frankly, they're disgusting. Well, is Commander Ikari Gendō also that kind of person?"

"Uh……"

all hit.

You know what? He really is a Sima face. Sima face at work, Sima face after get off work, Sima face when eating, Sima face when drinking water—he sends away any subordinates who dare to talk about him. This kind of boss is really fucking idiotic. You wouldn't necessarily call him a traditional Japanese bureaucrat, because this guy is a real gun. Over the past decade, through all sorts of schemes, overt plots, loyalty, team-building, flattery—as well as genuine talent and a reckless temperament, he's risen from an ignored scientific researcher to the commander-in-chief of NEVR's Japanese branch.

"Maybe... it's not easy to approach, but if it's just business..." Katsuragi was at a loss for words. She felt so bad for wasting her time. If she had just studied hard...

"Okay, I get it." Xiao Ikari showed a look of understanding and waved his hand nonchalantly, saying, "I can handle dealing with even the most lousy boss. But... come here, I just want to talk to you."

Xiao Ikari knew that there was probably a monitoring device in this car.

"Hmmmm." Katsuragi moved his head over and listened closely.

"Do you know how we face our boss who is trying to kill us?"

"Ah? How do I face it?"

"On the battlefield, dying from friendly fire is commonplace. If we're accidentally hit by a stray bullet, it's not our fault." Xiao Ding smiled grimly. "Let's complete the mission well, and we can part ways amicably. He'll be the commander, and I'll go fight my guerrilla warfare. Otherwise, at worst, we can just go our separate ways."

"??? Shin-chan, please don't be impulsive."

"My reputation as a mercenary is excellent—many people in the circle acknowledge that Sagara and I can complete missions with excellence. As long as they don't try to trick me, I'll do anything for victory. If they do, I've already lost many allies at my hands."

That's true.

I can guess it from the way you attacked and blew up the tank alone.

Katsuragi frantically wanted to replace him - he seemed unable to lead such subordinates!

But he looked down at the boy's face.

...Katsuragi said he could still give it another try.

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"Wow... this rotten capitalist building." Ikari followed into the urban area of ​​the Third New Tokyo and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Why, don't they have these in Moscow?"

"I left Moscow when I was ten years old. The Moscow in my memory... definitely doesn't have these things." Setting.

The second wave has caused sea levels to rise so much that even Tokyo would be flooded. Countless islands have sunk or their surfaces have been damaged. Global warming is a disaster for many people.

……but!

This may not be the case for continental countries.

Suddenly, while the polar bears were in dire straits, the Soviet Union was practically ecstatic! First, reconstruction efforts were remarkably smooth under the national system, and in some ways, this was actually a positive development. For example, before a major disaster, it actually helped (or forced) people to rally. Furthermore, global warming had significantly thawed the Siberian permafrost, creating a fertile landscape with abundant grass and water.

For example, in China, many deserts have completely disappeared, all the grasslands outside the Great Wall can be used for farming, the prairie has instantly become a vast plain, and the loess plateau in the northwest has become a fertile land again - even coastal cities like Shanghai have been preserved (Shanghai has a branch in the EVA setting, which means that Tokyo was flooded but Shanghai was not).

The car was in the Third New Tokyo City, and there was a traffic jam on a busy road.

Japan is set to have summer all year round.

Ikari rolled down his car window. After all, he wasn't Sosuke's colleague. If Sagara Sosuke were here, he would have sealed off the entire car and drawn his gun—anyone who approached would have been shot on the spot.

"Ahhh, so handsome!——"

"Yeah—very handsome."

Several girls on the road started to have fun without hesitation, and they were not in a group, but in several groups scattered along the traffic jam. The little girl took out her big phone and started taking pictures of the bandaged boy.

"Hey, what's his style? He has such a good temperament——"

"I don't know, but it looks so trendy~"

Yes, the war damage in Syria is crazy.

"What a powerful look! He looks like a puppy, but his eyes are so alluring—"

"It's just that there's an old lady sitting next to him, which really spoils the view - could it be his mother?"

There was a traffic jam, and Katsuragi was about to jump out of the car and hit someone. Unfortunately, the light turned green and the car started moving again.

"Hmph, hmph... to borrow the words of those nymphomaniacs just now." He pressed the automatic touch screen and rolled up the car window. Katsuragi was a little jealous - this is mine! "Xiaozhen'Prince' is really amazing - he can really attract girls."

"It doesn't matter. As for women, it's better to choose comrades. Women you meet on the street aren't trustworthy. Only women you've entrusted your life to can be basically trusted—because you've relied on each other and saved each other during the battles. So even if you die at each other's hands, it's not a loss." Ikari answered his view on choosing a spouse indifferently, which was a bit of a joke: "Once, Sosuke and I fought in guerrilla forces in Southeast Asia. We had a comrade who was particularly fond of a local girl, and the two of us quickly became close, and it seemed like they were about to get married. In the end, the local girl turned out to be a spy for the government army, and the entire camp was exposed to danger. That comrade also died in the end. We lost a lot of good brothers, and the local area was still not liberated. Everything was as if we had never been there or even died—so, forget about these random women who come up and say this and that."

"?!" Katsuragi was momentarily shocked. Was he so knowledgeable? But if we were to call him a comrade... I count as one, right? Oh, of course, I'm an adult. I wouldn't attack a child that age. Haha, uh... hahahaha.

The car drove for a long time, twisting and turning in the city, and finally arrived at a place that looked like the entrance to a large base. However, Xiao Ding looked for a long time and found that there was no guard or sentry at the entrance except for the cameras, no secret sentries or plainclothes officers.

Nothing.

A high school student could sneak in here, right? Oh, yes, this is NEVR, still that familiar taste, still that familiar formula.

Think about a girl named Kirishima Mana - Xiao Ikari said that she lay down behind him and entered the core area of ​​this important base that was related to the survival crisis of the people all over the world.

...Or is it that Anno Hideaki, or the average person in District 11, simply doesn't know what a key area should look like? Because they don't have any experience, they can't write about it?