“Alright, alright, I will clean up seriously, I will clean the room right now and that will do, right?”
Katsuragi Misato regretted the decision she made on impulse, she forgot that she had absolutely no experience raising a child.
But for some reason, she cared about Ikari Shinji’s thoughts, so she gritted her teeth and started cleaning up this messy house anyway.
“I will help you too.” Ikari Shinji was still very considerate.
The two of them worked together until mealtime, and although it was just clearing away all the garbage on the floor, the whole house suddenly seemed much brighter and more spacious.
The cold, mellow beer slid down her throat, bringing a refreshing coolness.
Katsuragi Misato could not help but let out a cheerful groan, all the cells in her body activated.
Throwing the empty can into the trash can, she licked her lips wanting more, but her gaze involuntarily fell on this completely renewed room in front of her.
For a moment, a trace of unfamiliarity actually arose in her heart…
How long has it been since I lived in a home like this?
She said for no reason: “Shinji, I find that you not only resemble my dad, but also a bit like my mom.”
Ikari Shinji: “…”
Katsuragi Misato turned her head to look at the boy sitting beside her, asking with somewhat complex eyes: “Have I told you about my family before?”
“No, but if you are willing to tell, I am also very happy to listen.” Ikari Shinji had a smile on his face, just like the old priest in the church near his home.
Perhaps it was precisely because of Ikari Shinji’s unique feeling that resembled both a father and a mother that the misgivings in Katsuragi Misato’s heart were slightly reduced.
Katsuragi Misato’s gaze gradually drifted towards the distant south outside the window, where the sky was as azure as the night stars of the South Pole, and the snow-white clouds seemed to reveal a chill.
“My father gave up his family when I was very young, and left my mother and me for work, going to the South Pole.”
“My mother and I would sometimes hide and cry, of course, my mother never let me see her crying, so I saw it secretly.”
“So I actually harbored hatred towards that man who abandoned us, and I have not completely forgiven him even up until now.”
“But ah, even though he was such an annoying father, when the Second Impact arrived, when only one of us could live, he let me survive.”
Speaking of this, Katsuragi Misato’s voice paused, looking sideways at Ikari Shinji beside her.
In that instant, their eyes met, as if time had stagnated for a moment.
Ikari Shinji’s eyes were extremely gentle with no other emotions visible, carrying an elusive feeling.
The boy seemed to overlap with someone in her memory.
Katsuragi Misato could not help but become a bit dazed.
“And when you stood in front of me, I seemed to see my father again, only later realizing it was you.” Katsuragi Misato muttered, her tone carrying a hint of self-mockery. This chapter was taken from novelping . com without permission.
Ikari Shinji was slightly startled, but quickly returned to normal, and he shrugged his shoulders.
“Usually I only act as a father for people when listening to confessions.
But if you like treating me as a father, then suit yourself.”
“What is that, I just said I had that kind of feeling, do not push your luck.” Katsuragi Misato laughed involuntarily.
“It seems like you running to the church in the past was not to confess at all, but rather like going to be a father (priest).”
“Of course it is not confession, God does not need to confess, and neither do I.” Ikari Shinji shook his head indifferently, and then took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator.
Seeing this, Katsuragi Misato’s expression changed, and she hurriedly reached out to stop him: “You are not of drinking age yet!” At this time, she suddenly remembered her responsibility as an adult.
“Who stipulated that?”
“The law, of course.”
“What is my identity?”
“Ikari Shinji?”
“…”
“…God?” Katsuragi Misato said tentatively, and after speaking, she wanted to tear her own mouth.
She also did not know how she could inexplicably blurt out such a word; she might have been infected by the boy’s chuunibyou in front of her.
Ikari Shinji revealed a gratified expression: “Exactly, since I am a god, how can the laws of the human realm govern me?” Saying that, he handed over another bottle of beer: “Together?”
…
“Have you thought about what to name the child?”
“This kind of thing…
you decide for yourself.”
“We will call him Shinji, Ikari Shinji!”
Inside the NERV Medical Center of Tokyo-3, it was completely silent, and a long corridor extended to a tightly closed door at the end.
Pushing the door open, entering the line of sight was a spacious room with excellent lighting.
Sunlight spilled through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the white bedsheets and walls, a scene of peace and tranquility.
In this extremely beautiful picture, only the blue-haired girl on the sickbed was so abrupt.
She seemed to be having a nightmare, her head covered in sweat.
Countless fragmented images flashed rapidly before her eyes like movie clips, making her dizzy.
Those scenes were like a pile of jigsaw puzzle pieces with their order scrambled; no matter how hard she tried, she could not assemble them into a complete and coherent picture.
Even though they were so incomplete, those scenes were branded deep in the girl’s heart.
In that similarly pristine white ward, a gentle and loving mother was softly cradling the infant in her arms, a satisfied and joyful smile hanging on the corners of her mouth.
And the father stood silently to one side, his deep and restrained eyes quietly gazing at the mother and son, not saying a word yet revealing indifference and alienation.
The girl did not know who they were, everyone’s faces were blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.
She sat on the hospital bed, her eyes hollow and confused looking out the window, yet she remembered that day again.
It was also this ward; she left lying on the hospital bed.
From here to the first hangar, the purple giant stood in the red ocean.
Until the end, under the pale lights, the boy forcefully pressed her back onto the hospital bed.
Suddenly, a slight noise interrupted the girl’s memories.
She turned her head mechanically, only to see a medical staff member wearing a pristine white lab coat and glasses walk into the ward.
The medical staff member held a thick stack of physical examination reports in his hands, walking straight to the bedside without even raising his head.
“Rei, your body has almost recovered, you can be discharged from the hospital today.
We will do another physical examination for you in seven days, and then continue with Unit-00’s synchronization tests.”
The white-clothed staff member conveyed the Commander-in-Chief’s orders, checking the physical examination documents in his hand one last time to ensure every item was completely accurate.
After confirming everything, he closed the folder, turned around, and walked towards the door.
But the girl did not seem to have listened to his words, and was still somewhat in a daze.
Those mysterious memory fragments still lingered in her mind, as if they had taken root in her brain.
“What exactly is this?
Shinji…
Ikari Shinji…”
The girl muttered to herself, her voice so light that only she could hear it, containing panicked confusion and bewilderment.