Ikari Shinji's Harem Comedy Daily Life

"Oh? Your name is Xinji too?" Xiao Ikari was stunned for a moment, then started writing on the table: "Hello, my name is also Xinji - Ikari, Ikari Xinji - Night Dew Death."

That's how several people got to know each other.

They are all very free-spirited macho men, this is undeniable. Whether it is from the heroic way of drinking or from other angles. Xiao Ding is the type of person who likes these people——

It’s just that there are some things that Xiao Ding can’t understand.

"Uh, why do you all finish your drink while you're drinking?" When Xiao Ding drank the second bottle of 96-degree water of life, no one present challenged him.

But not challenging in drinking doesn't mean you can't get back at the top in other areas.

"Hmph!" The clean-cut young man named Kitahara Iori made an irritating expression, swaying his average-sized lower body as he staggered in front of Ikari. "Don't you understand? Come, let me, a senior, tell you—this is the drinking etiquette here in Okinawa! Men strip naked, and women...it seems to be more casual. It's best if you strip naked too..."

The last sentence was said very quietly and a little shyly.

But the lower body is still swaying like a bird.

"? Is there such a rule?" Ikari Shinji was shocked. "There's a woman watching next to us? Is this okay?"

"Oh, they're used to it. Look at them, they don't seem to mind at all. It's normal, haha. Some people do—er, but Ikari-kun." The blond-haired handsome man named Imamura Kohei didn't quite understand. Under the influence of alcohol, he asked, "You have a great body...but what's with all these bumps?"

"Oh, I've been serving in the army outside." Ikari Shinji told the truth, then took off his pants, and spring came as soon as he came, as if he didn't care at all: "Didn't I say? I'm a Soviet - Soviet Red Army."

36.78 cm is the basic quality required by friends for the protagonist of this book.

The difference between limp and erect is roughly in the range of 3.5:1 to 2.5:1. So, after downing two bottles of vodka, Ikari followed the local customs, swaying 13 centimeters, and joined the macho gathering.

"..."

There is a gap between people.

“…This isn’t called boki, right?” asked Kohei Imamura.

"Nonsense, you're not impotent, you don't know what it's like? - But, this weak state... Brother, we were wrong."

The two naked men knelt down with their buttocks sticking out in front of Xiao Ikari.

"? You guys are really weird." As a true beautiful boy, Ikari crossed his legs and continued to drink, drinking happily! There was no Katsuragi to control him, no Asuka to persuade him, no Ayanami to intimidate him - and no combat mission! Ton ton ton, a certain Soviet soul truly awakened: "Ah, what a beautiful sea!"

Soviets?

No matter who he is, we're brothers today as long as we're drinking together! — That's what the men thought.

There is just a small problem.

"...Hey, isn't that abnormal?" A beautiful flat-chested girl was secretly looking at something from behind the book.

"Well, Ai-chan, this is a rare experience, maybe only once in a lifetime. It's truly unusual—in all these years, I've never seen anything like this, not even foreigners. Oh, he's Soviet—he doesn't look Soviet at all? And he has a Japanese name, so when in Rome, do as the Romans do?" Senior Sister Zi nodded frequently, looking openly, "Based on my years of observation—in combat, it's over thirty centimeters."

"! Senior sister Zi, why are you talking like a bitch!" The other flat-chested beauty couldn't stand it anymore. Her eyes were wandering around, but she didn't leave.

"Ah, what a stunner, Chisa, didn't you leave? -- He's 20 years old, an adult! That makes it easy, I've never seen such a legitimate shota. He has a great figure, a good personality, and speaks well -- and he can drink quite well! Um, slurp... a beautiful boy who looks just like a beautiful girl... slurp--"

Women are so terrible.

"Hmm...but I feel like I've seen him somewhere before." The short-haired, flat-chested girl named Aina didn't understand what was happening. "How should I put it..."

"Oh, are you going to use that as a pick-up line?"

"? No, no, of course not..." Ai Cai was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered: "Oh, I remember! Isn't this the guy who played and sang? Look, he's on YOUTUBE!"

Take out your phone and open the app.

"Really? It's definitely him!"

"Ah, did we meet the YouTuber? Is the Soviet officer his character? Hmm, that's interesting—"

"Come on, come on—Ikari-kun, Ikari-kun, come here—can you play the guitar?"

“? Yes.”

"Come on, can you sing a song for us?"

"? Uh, sure—"

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I had a very happy first day.

Shinji Ikari finally performed some Soviet stunts.

"I'm going to drink it here without touching anything. I bet 100,000 yen that I can finish this bottle of wine." Xiao Ikari climbed onto the roof. Fortunately, there were not many people around, otherwise, the charge of indecency alone would be enough to sentence him to three to five years.

A classic Russian scene from "War and Peace" is being performed.

"Hey! Ikari-kun, come down, can we just admit defeat?" The tough guys below probably had never seen anyone drinking like this before.

"Tsk... How boring - then I'll show you a little show." Ikari Shinji stood on the eaves of the roof. The roof of the second floor was the third floor. Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp -

A bottle of 96-degree water of life was poured in.

"Crack!" The bottle landed on the ground floor. Shinji Ikari revealed a terrifyingly refreshing smile: "Hey, who else wants to come up and challenge me!?"

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"…Should we send someone to control Shinji-kun?" Ono Miko, the subjective officer of Intelligence Section 2, came to Katsuragi with the video.

You have to take care of it.

"!!" Misato Katsuragi's blood pressure rose instantly!

Shinji Ikari, you have a lot of fun!

You actually took off all your clothes and drank! — Isn't this the same game you used to play with me? How come you're just... on the first day you meet someone?

"Did he have any contact with any women in the local area?" Misato Katsuragi asked with a gloomy face.

"Yes." Ono Miko's curiosity was boiling, but she didn't show it because she was a professional. "There are a lot."

"Kaba!" The gel pen was crushed. "I know—who are they? How many are there? Are there any contraceptive measures?"

“…There was no contraception because he didn’t have sex with local women.”

"?!? What about a male?" Katsuragi Misato was very nervous: "That face of his! That face of his! —Aren't you worried?"

"..." Ah, you think too much. But... "Indeed, we should be more careful next time. But it is true that there is no problem for men. Don't worry if there is no sexual intercourse."

"? He went to a place like that to strip naked and drink, just to drink?"

"Yes, just for drinking."

"...Is this Soviet guy crazy?! Or are the local women mentally ill?" Misato Katsuragi was shocked.

"The local women are fine, but this Soviet boy has a mental problem—he's rejected so many women. Oh, do you want to see the video?"

"...Let me see." How I was cheated on, and how the other party prevented me from being cheated on.

163 Boring Male Ego and Impossible Things

"Isn't this not good?"

"Well, it's not very good."

"Although it's against PaB rules, it's certainly not good."

"Although this is simply a betrayal of myself, it is indeed not good."

A group of genuine District 11 college students gathered together, pinching their noses and looking like they had a headache.

They were students at the Ryukyu Institute of Marine Technology (a fictional title), and because they were members of the diving club PaB, they gathered at a diving company where they had relatives. They didn't dive much, since diving costs money, but they drank quite a bit, since drinking made them forget about money. Ikari stumbled into the club while traveling and got a taste of the local... no, the club's style.

"We can't leave him naked."

Among this group of college students, there are muscular men who are 1.9 meters tall, ordinary handsome guys, and beautiful girls who are not mentally normal.

As mentioned above, while this club claims to be a diving club and operates out of a dive shop, they spend most of their time drinking heavily, recklessly. Along with this drinking, the club also has a rather bizarre tradition: stripping naked and drinking.

Generally speaking, it's a little strange for men to get naked and drink together. But when you're drunk, there's no 1 or 0, and everyone: having a naked party, doing "nudist" things, and accepting thousands of toasts without saying a word - it doesn't matter.

But this time, the club faces its biggest crisis since its founding—the arrival of Shinji Ikari, a child of another dimension. This handsome boy with eight-pack abs who cosplays as his beautiful mother without the need for makeup has arrived.

He also followed the local customs - he held open-ended meetings, performed celestial rituals, and accepted toasts from thousands of people without refusing.

Then comes the problem.

"Oh, I'm getting more and more 'sensory'—let's get him to put on his pants." Senior Azusa, full name Hamaoka Azusa. This woman's figure is comparable to Katsuragi Misato's, and more importantly, she's known for her appeal to both men and women. That's why she couldn't walk at the sight of Ikari Shinji. Wiping tears from her mouth and saliva from her eyes, she said in the tone of a bewitched succubus, "Otherwise, it's really hard to hold back."

"Senior Azusa, you're so filthy." A cute, plain girl named Mana Yoshihara stole a glance at Shinji Ikari and said something else: "Ikari-kun sings really well... I've never seen such a talented artist. He even made me cry..."

After all, this isn't some time-travel plagiarist. The main tactic of a plagiarist is to plagiarize constantly, and if you plagiarize constantly, you can't plagiarize everything in one go. However, Ikari didn't care, so he just sang it all in one breath while holding his guitar...

"Fireworks," "Sakura Sakura Misses You," "Lemon," and other songs—must be copied if you travel to Japan, no one should copy them—were sung one after another. Asuka, a foreigner, didn't know what was going on. The audience was all East Asians like those from District 11, so subtle expressions were no problem. Add to that Ikari's good looks and vocals, and everyone quickly fell under the spell of this (naked) beautiful boy who sang a song and drank a glass of wine.

So everyone made up their minds that they must break the rules today!

"Shinji-kun?" Chisa Furukawa, a beautiful girl with a similarly flat chest, was pushed forward by the crowd. She usually looked dazed, but now she had to put on a businesslike smile. Her face was red, and she covered it with a book. She whispered to Shinji Ikari, "Um... can I bother you for a moment?"

"Huh?" Ikari Shinji hadn't stopped drinking since he arrived. He shook his head and felt a little tipsy. Looking at the dozens of empty cups and a dozen empty bottles, he really wanted to drink until he died. "Oh, Ms. Chisa, what's the matter?"

"Well... actually, it's like this. Ahem, after all, it's a good idea to adapt to local customs, but... there are some special circumstances. Well, you see, everyone is wearing panties to welcome you." Pointing at the group of dogecoin male college students in the distance, Qiansha was used to seeing naked men every day. After all, these doge college students would take off all their clothes as soon as they drank. "After all, after all, you may not be able to adapt..."

"Hey, what's there to be uncomfortable with?" Ikari Shinji waved his hand, very magnanimously: "I've been to many places, and I have to respect local customs. Otherwise, it's not just a glare, it's a real death if something goes wrong. Oh, don't worry, I respect the local customs. Well, a naked man, there's nothing to look at."

Shinji Ikari waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about anything.

The men standing in the distance said - No, there is actually something wrong with your face.

The women also said - well...

"No, there are still some problems. For example...ah, for example, if local guests come." Furukawa Nanaka, the sister-con whose cup size is several times larger than her sister, came up to persuade her: "Actually, actually...we usually have other guests here. It seems that they will be here soon, so everyone has to wear it——"

"Oh? Really?" Ikari Shinji actually quite likes this state - usually the combat pressure is so great, killing and robbing is a profession. Ikari Shinji said softly: "In this case..."

"Hey, you guys are such a bore. Having a cocktail party in the middle of the day—Hey, is Kitahara here?! Come out and see... me..."

Suddenly, another tall and beautiful woman came into the store. Oh, universities in the south are really good for supporting people.

"!?" Suddenly, the beautiful female college student saw the naked handsome boy, and the brilliance in his eyes was indescribable.

"What's going on?" The beautiful woman ran to Kitahara Iori's side and said in a low voice, "Are you engaging in human trafficking?! Where did you get such high-quality... no, top-quality... no! Such epic and invincible stuff?!"

"Hey, Master Busujima, are you mentally ill?" Kitahara Iori laughed twice and said, "How could we be trafficking in people... What's the meaning of your disappointed expression?"

The woman known as Busujima-sama is a freshman this year. Her full name is Busujima Sakurako, and she's obsessed with pretty boys with cute faces.

"With your moral standards, if this is human trafficking, of course you would buy them home. Sigh... what a pity." Busujima Sakurako sighed and said, "Who is that? He looks familiar... Hmm... Hmm?! Isn't this the mysterious boy A who's popular on YouTube?..."

"Yes, that's him, but he's already 20 years old." Kitahara Iori laughed and said, "He sang much better just now, now... um...?"

"Swish!" Busujima Sakurako glanced at Shinji Ikari standing beside her, and without saying a word, she took off her tight cute top. In front of everyone present, she threw away her denim hot pants with her long legs, revealing the black swimsuit underneath.

Enter combat state in one second.

"? Uh, what are you doing?" Kitahara Iori looked confused.

"Fight!" Ha, women want to fight! Women want to fight! (Meme "Men want to fight") Busujima Sakurako is on level one battle alert: "This is all a weird love triangle here—no one is going to take action against this legally beautiful boy, right?"

"Well, there's no one else except you." Kitahara Iori thought for a moment, then suddenly had an idea: "It just so happens that you, a vicious woman, can be used as a waste. Can you make him put on his pants?"

"...How can you talk like that?" He punched Kitahara Iori in the stomach.

"I'm sorry, Busujima-sama—"

"Do you know why I hit you?"

"? Call you a vicious woman?"

"This guy deserves a beating—and more importantly, you dogs took off all your clothes while drinking and polluted people's eyes. We finally got a free-spirited handsome boy, and you guys were so wasteful as to make him put on his underwear? Really... ah! He really put it on!"

On the side, Shinji Ikari put his swimming trunks back on.

"Did I see it wrong just now?" Busujima Sakurako pinched her chin, revealing an expression of confusion from an industry insider: "Why does this beautiful boy's size look a little off?"

"Hahaha, something is indeed not right—"

"I really want to ask how big it is... Hey, do you want to make some extra money?" Busujima Sakurako took out a thousand yen note.

"Lord Busujima, I am your dog." Kitahara Iori, a male college student who was bribed into becoming a dog for 1,000 yen.

"Ask how old he is."

"? 20 years old?"

"How big is your dick?" Sex is also a crucial aspect of relationships. The so-called macho men here, 5'10" or 1'8" tall, are actually within the normal Asian size range. Just because you're 2 meters tall doesn't necessarily mean you're big, and just because you're 5'10" doesn't necessarily mean you're small. This isn't a size comparison between whales and mice; they're all human, so they should be about the same size.

"...You're really weird, but it's normal for a bitch. Just wait—" After receiving the money, he had to do the job. Kitahara Iori came to Ikari Shinji and said, "Ikari-kun, drinking alone is boring—let's do something else."