Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life

"Oh, the second most suitable candidate." A troublemaker came. Ono Miko, the head of Intelligence Section 2, personally cut Shinji Ikari's hair shorter. "What's going on? I'm still a newbie, so please don't bother me while you're getting a haircut."

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind even if I shave my head." Shinji Ikari yawned.

"Whatever! - Cut it properly for me!" Asuka said, "Is that your face? That's my benefit!" "Is it not okay for my hair to grow a little longer?"

"Even the US military has grooming requirements, right?"

"We're not the military! He's a mercenary, and I'm in the air force and have long hair!"

"Sorry, this is the order of the deputy commander."

"?! Really, there is no respect for human rights at all, so undemocratic!" Asuka muttered. She was not stupid. Looking at the shirtless Shinji Ikari, she decided not to confront the deputy commander head-on: "Hey, Soviets - what the hell were you singing just now! So... so..."

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"Ikari." Fuyutsuki looked at Ikari Gendou, who had been standing there for over ten minutes. Although you usually like to show off and act cool, but... is it Alzheimer's this time? "Are you okay?"

"...It's okay." His own son cosplayed his wife and sang a song that completely broke him down. Old Ikari thought it would be better to watch his son's surveillance less in the future. His heart couldn't take it anymore: "Let's go to Professor Akagi's place."

"Oh? Is there anything you want to inspect today?"

"I just decided on a whim to go see how the puppet system research is going." I can't stand this stupid kid anymore! He messes with my mentality every day, damn it!

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After returning home, Shinji Ikari spent his own money and bought a computer through underground channels. After experimenting for a long time, he confirmed that he had achieved physical hard offline and no network connection.

Then started writing some weird software.

"Baka Nobuki, what are you doing?" That day, Asuka, who had just finished taking a shower, was wearing a little camisole and a pair of white panties, her hair still a little wet, and she walked into Ikari's room carrying a can of soda water.

"I have my own space, right?" Ikari Shinji didn't even turn his head, just typing on the keyboard.

"Oh, boys, computers—what good can come of it?" That was true. During my adolescence... when I was in fifth grade, I first opened the door to a new world, and behind it was a picture of tentacles. Oh, it had a profound impact on my young mind...

"Ah, you'll know if you take a look yourself." Ikari Shinji pointed to the side and said, "It's just right that you've finished your shower."

"What are you doing?" She had a wary expression, but still walked towards Shinji Ikari wearing simple clothes.

"Nothing." Xiao Ding still didn't turn around, just knowing that the surveillance system was not on him: "Any comments?"

"? Are you writing a program?" Asuka looked at him for a long time, but had nothing to say. "I don't have a PhD in computer science, nor in engineering—I really don't have any good suggestions right now... Hey, the Soviets are also learning this?"

"A little hobby." His fingers moved quickly, and Ikari Shinji stretched lazily. He saved the file on a secure, self-destructing USB drive and carried it with him, never leaving it on his computer. "Hmm~ What do you want to eat tonight, Asuka? Misato-san isn't home today."

"Whatever." It's a phrase reserved for girlfriends. Just do whatever you want. Whether I like it or not is another matter. After a moment's hesitation, she didn't let Ikari Shinji start cooking right away. "You sang very well today."

"Ah, of course!——" Ikari Shinji smiled.

"But I always feel like you're not the same as before."

"I learned some new knowledge, and... a possible future." Ikari Shinji sighed, then suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, how is your memory?"

"Humph, of course I have a photographic memory!"

"Here's yours." Xiao Ikari handed a piece of paper to Asuka. "This is the password to the account for the things I wrote. When I die, all of this will be yours."

"! Idiot!" Asuka punched Ikari's abdominal muscles, almost knocking him out of his ahigao. Asuka said angrily: "What do you dissatisfaction with me as the captain? - Can my command let you die? What an idiot!"

"Just saying, just saying...Asuka?"

"what?"

"I will let you live, by any means necessary."

"……are you crazy?"

160 Music Angel

Generally speaking, only close relatives can have an unrestrained feeling of disgust, which is called being fearless.

Why do we all turn a blind eye to our parents' orders, but have to obey our boss's orders? We call our parents' teachings nagging, but take our friends' kind reminders seriously?

Those who cannot get what they want are always in turmoil, while those who are loved are fearless.

There's no such relationship between Old Ikari and Young Ikari, because neither side feels safe and secure—they're both fighting each other with a stick, both sides afraid. Each is eager to kill the other, and neither has much of a psychological burden. Let's put it this way: if Young Ikari dies today, only Yui's mother will be sad (sad enough to restart the world), while Old Ikari will continue to quickly summon EVA pilots from other countries.

"call……"

"Hey, Baka Shinji—stop smoking, okay?"

"You two chased me outside." Ikari Shinji stood on the balcony, puffing away a cigarette, but Asuka suddenly came over and pointed at him for some reason. Putting out his cigarette helplessly, Ikari Shinji said speechlessly, "What's the matter, young lady?"

"I just want to get some fresh air! Get back inside!" Asuka thought for a long time and came up with this reason.

Smoking is harmful to health. Asuka comes from a country where smoking is almost legal, let alone smoking. Because of this, Asuka, who grew up in a wealthy area, sees drug addicts everywhere when she passes by ordinary people or slums! She subconsciously doesn't want Shinji Ikari to smoke.

Kaji Ryoji? Oh, it doesn't matter to me since I'm old.

"Okay, okay." Ikari Shinji put out his half-smoked Marlboro. His frugal habits on the battlefield made him put the remaining half back into the cigarette box: "I'll go downstairs to smoke..."

"Take a hike! Fucking now!" Asuka gave you face, she kicked Shinji Ikari's butt on the balcony, looked at the three pieces of Shinji Ikari's clothes and more than a dozen pieces of her and Katsuragi's clothes hanging on the balcony - the househusband had just finished washing clothes and was scolded for smoking a cigarette.

"Stay with me, I'll die!"

"...You're being unreasonable. I...Okay, okay." Ikari Shinji suddenly laughed, "Miss Asuka, how can I be of service?"

"Hmm...you sang beautifully today. Hey, are you good at composing music?"

"Just average, third in the world." Ikari Shinji said, using a chat quote from before the second Chinese internet crisis, "It would be an honor in my next life to have Miss Asuka show me mercy."

"That's disgusting—go sit over there." Asuka didn't like the smell of cigarettes. She used to think it was the smell of a man, but now she thought it was the smell of a man who was about to kill her. So, she no longer liked the smell of tobacco—what on earth could make a boy her age endure so much at such a young age?

"Um...you've been to the battlefield, right?"

"Ah? Ah... didn't you know this a long time ago?" Ikari Shinji didn't quite understand, nodded and sat on the sofa.

Misato Katsuragi was typing something on her notebook, but she also pricked up her ears.

"Where did your ability to compose songs begin?"

"If you put it that way, I'm not sleepy anymore." Xiao Ding suddenly became excited and said, "I wrote a lot of songs when I was bored on the battlefield. Since I have connections with comrades from various countries, I draw inspiration from them. I have dabbled in songs of all styles - do you want to listen?"

Shinji Ikari suddenly got excited. Time travel! Why did he travel through time? Wasn't it just to show off in front of others, to act cool and get slapped in the face, to play the pig and eat the tiger!

"Hmph..." As long as you don't smoke, everything is fine: "What did you write?"

"I've done some research." To avoid any duplication, Ikari Shinji searched the internet for a long time. After confirming there were no plagiarism incidents, he felt free to plagiarize. Before the second impact, no copying was allowed. The risk was too high, with a 99% duplication rate. After the second impact, copying had to be done with extreme caution—many composers perished in the second impact, and artists faced with such a multiple-fold disaster were often the first to perish—because they couldn't support themselves.

Let's put it this way: literary writers, for example, earning a living this month but starving to death next month due to the coronavirus, are fine in peacetime, but are instantly doomed in the face of war or natural disasters. Natural disasters of this magnitude are even more brutal. Physical landslides, earth-shattering floods, and the subsequent humanitarian disasters can instantly render such writers unemployed and potentially even fatal.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Hmm... I've been in Japan for so long, but I haven't heard any Japanese songs yet. Would you like to sing one for me?—"

"No problem, no problem... It has to be suitable for girls, right?... Oh, I got it! When Japanese comrades came to the Soviet Union for training, I met a few female comrades. One of them, named Zhongxin Ming, left a deep impression on me. She taught me a few Japanese songs..."

"Hmph!" x2

"...Ah, Miss Juxin Michiru was in her forties that year." Shinji Ikari quickly added.

"Hmph." Katsuragi snorted alone.

"Miss Shigeko Mikoto's mother was also a revolutionary in the Japanese Red Army. Initially, she was engaged in bloodless protests, but later, Shigeko Mikoto's grandfather told her mother that a bloodless revolution would neither succeed nor be complete, and that she should abandon her narrow nationalism and become an internationalist. So, her mother became an international fighter. She's probably still training in the Soviet Union... Well, influenced by her, I've actually written a few Japanese-style songs."

"Humph." The German-American-Japanese man snapped his fingers and said, "Show me!"

"Ahem... uh, what's the tune... oh, I remember." Ikari Shinji picked up his guitar from the side and thought for a long time before finally remembering: "Swaying golden waves, people wandering in time and space... I hope I'll never wake up from this dream, but suddenly the bells ring in my ears."

Life-Calming Song

"...Pa, pa, pa." Asuka clapped her hands unwillingly and sighed, "Are you Soviets and Japanese always going to sing in this tune? Can you be a little happier? - Hey, Katsuragi, is this guy plagiarizing?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it." Katsuragi took out the music app on his phone and sighed, "Obviously, there are no similar songs."

Shinji Ikari thought to himself, I've tried it a long time ago.

"What about the one this afternoon? Did you make it yourself too?"

"Ah, yes." He admitted shamelessly.

"Anything cheerful?"

"..." Ikari Shinji thought for a long time, thinking, "Do I really need to treat the symptoms?" The American girl on the other side said, "How about this?"

Mosters

Asuka began nodding to the rhythm.

Shape of You

Asuka took out her cell phone and recorded the screen.

Love the Way You Lie

Asuka whistled a few times to show her acceptance.

After singing these capitalist dregs, Shinji Ikari thought, "Fish seek fish, shrimp seek shrimp, and turtles marry tortoises." It's no use playing the lute to a cow; you have to moo at the cow.

Katsuragi looked on in disbelief - you're so awesome, old man?

"Oh, our little Shinji is really good?" Katsuragi said in disbelief when he saw how well Shinji was drinking water. "At first I thought you were just playing around to cultivate your sentiments, but... if it's this level. Hmm... you can even debut as a singer?"

"I'm not bragging, but if it weren't for the apostles, I'd be the best composer in the Soviet Union!" Shinji Ikari said proudly, his hands on his hips, "I'd either join the army or perform for the people in the Grand Theatre!"

"Have you ever thought about performing for the people in Japan?" Katsuragi climbed up the ladder.

"The Japanese people have not awakened. They are no longer my comrades now, but the ones I want to fight for." Shinji Ikari shook his head, indicating that there are differences between comrades.

"Hey, hey, hey, forget about that." Asuka's excitement was maxed out, and she snapped her fingers. "You sang well, any more?"

"Yes, I do... but are there any rewards?" Shinji Ikari's fingers were broken, and he said, "Can you give me a break?"

"Take a break." Asuka poured Shinji Ikari a glass of water, a rare opportunity. "After you finish drinking, continue—anything else? Hey, your singing is pretty good. I can use it as music to cheer myself up!"

"Hahaha...right?" Ikari Shinji laughed—he pulled out all the top European and American pop music from recent years. "Uh, where's the reward I just mentioned..."

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Katsuragi was quite relieved, thinking that even if Ikari didn't become a soldier, he wouldn't starve to death. Considering he was now a UN-certified captain, he would receive a pension from Japan, the UN, and the Soviet Union. Even without these things, he wouldn't starve to death with his looks. Even if he had an abortion and became a sow, he wouldn't starve to death. And what's more, he even had a Golden Throat Treasure. Katsuragi was quite relieved.

Shinji Ikari was also very happy - today he finally showed his power in front of everyone and was showing off like crazy.

Asuka was even happier – my (future) boyfriend is capable of this?

"Jingle Bell."

Asuka's phone rang.

Asuka usually doesn't seem to be the one to pick up the pieces.

"Hello?" But today, Asuka thought for a moment and answered immediately! "Hello? Hello? Ah! Mom, everything is fine here."

When Asuka is mentally normal, her understanding of the relationships within her family is also relatively normal.

Her own father was a scoundrel, truly a scoundrel. "Yesterday, the yellow earth buried the bones, tonight, beneath the red gauze tent, mandarin ducks sleep"—no, to be precise, as soon as Asuka's mother went insane, Asuka's father hooked up with the nurse. As soon as Asuka's mother died, Asuka's father remarried—and there's evidence that Asuka's father had been cheating on her mother before she went insane.

That year, Asuka was 4 years old and had a promising future.

Shinji Ikari was also 4 years old that year, and he would die in battle in 10 years, so his future could be divided into installments.

As a 4-year-old, she secretly vowed to herself that she would never cry again! On the other hand, Asuka also felt that her stepmother was not just being polite; she treated her like her own daughter in every way. This made Asuka even more upset, but she never showed it. She even laughed and talked in public, never embarrassing her stepmother.

Shinji Ikari glanced at the other person. Asuka took her cell phone and went back to her room. She closed the sliding door with her foot and went to turn on the air conditioner and chat on the phone.

"Me? Everything is fine in Japan—hahaha. The boys here are all so cowardly. They're Japanese, so it's normal."

"Well, yes, I've contacted the American ambassador—tsk, those Japanese are planning to cause trouble for me. Who am I?—Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Yes, we have a good relationship with my colleagues. That Katsuragi who takes care of me? Ah, I'll let you contact her when I have time. Others? There's a girl named Ayanami, Rei, who has a good relationship with me. Let me tell you, she's a top lolita complex in Japan. Don't worry, I carry a stun gun when I go out. I'll kill anyone who dares to touch me!"

"Oh, I won't say bad words—boyfriend? Haha, a bunch of men are bowing down to me! Who wants a boyfriend? They're all lickers. Oh, that's normal... Don't worry, I'm not promiscuous!"

"Did I lie to you?! I'm very charming! - Look, the guy I live with. The one called Ikari Shinji, I told you, right? Tsk, a Japanese from the Soviet Union. But he sings well, and he's been paying me a lot of attention! Oh, spare tire, spare tire, definitely a spare tire! Not a boyfriend, no! - Let me show you, he... made songs for me! There are so many. I recorded them all! Don't spread it around~"

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Asuka's stepmother was the nurse who cared for Asuka at the time. Hannah Arendt.

30 years old this year.

Oh, that's perfectly normal. Think about it, what do men want? The more money the better, and the younger the wife the better (but it has to be legal).

Asuka's mother died at the age of 29. Asuka's father then found someone who was 20. Ten years later, Asuka's stepmother, Hannah Arendt, is only 30 years old this year. She has a promising future.

Asuka's father is heading straight for 50, and his future is promising.