“Dreaming again.”
Early the next morning, light spilled through the window onto Ikari Shinji’s face, and he slowly opened his eyes, waking up from his sleep.
He dreamed of that mom again.
It is really strange, I obviously haven’t dreamed of her more than a few times over so many years, but after coming here these dreams have appeared more and more frequently.
Ikari Shinji blinked his eyes, and when he wanted to sit up, he found that he was being grabbed by someone.
To be exact, he and another person were currently in an embrace, and one of his arms was being pressed down tightly, while his legs were also firmly clamped by the other party’s two legs.
The half-asleep drowsiness faded, and Ikari Shinji’s vision began to become clear.
The first thing that caught his eye was a patch of snow-white, and he looked down, only to see an even larger patch of snow-white.
Ikari Shinji broke free from Katsuragi Misato’s hands and legs pressing on his body, finally getting rid of the confinement like a python entwining his body, and sat up.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes while scratching his head, looking at Katsuragi Misato with crystal clear drool hanging from the corner of her mouth.
Ikari Shinji was very calm, because he was the main culprit of everything, of course if this was said to be a sin, then Katsuragi Misato was also his accomplice.
He didn’t do anything else, the great god just loved the people of the world yesterday.
“The daily persistent training is indeed effective.”
Ikari Shinji satisfiedly moved his body, feeling the powerful stretching and contracting of his muscles, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
As a qualified god, besides the lofty pursuit of spiritual will, a healthy body is naturally also indispensable.
Just when Ikari Shinji was feeling secretly proud, a lazy inquiry came from the side: “What training?”
“100 sit-ups, 100 push-ups, 100 squats, plus a 10 kilometers run every day.”
Ikari Shinji simply summarized his training plan, a regimen he had persisted in from childhood to adulthood.
Although he didn’t go bald, it indeed strengthened his body, keeping him free from illness and disaster for many years.
Hearing the voice, Ikari Shinji turned his head and saw Katsuragi Misato who was still in a daze.
At this time, she obviously had not fully woken up from her sleep yet, rubbing her sleepy eyes while letting out a big yawn.
Having taken off that commander uniform and other useless clothing, that most real and complete Katsuragi Misato was displayed before Ikari Shinji’s eyes.
She unconsciously displayed the plumpness of her breasts and the round curves of her hips.
That was not a carefully carved model figure, but a reality with a little life indulgence.
There was a hint of flab around her waist born from a strong love for beer and convenience foods, the smooth and powerful lines of her back and waist, and the clear and sturdy muscle lines of her calves.
She possessed both the uprightness of a soldier and the plumpness of a woman at the same time, the tight lines left by training and the softness brought by living habits perfectly combining into one body.
Ikari Shinji just looked at her like this, getting more and more attentive the more he looked, which is why he said he liked humans the most.
“So sleepy, my lower back is so sore, is it because I drank too much alcohol yesterday…
Doesn’t the school transfer procedure still need a few days?
Why wake up so early…”
Katsuragi Misato, whose back and waist were aching, was just preparing to complain a bit, but the moment she saw Ikari Shinji, she seemed to remember something, and her voice stopped abruptly.
A bizarre silence lasted for quite a while in the somewhat cherry-red room.
(Note)
She buried her head between her legs with a look of despair, her whole body shrinking in the corner like a scared quail, and only after a long time did she raise her head.
“It’s over, I am going to jail!” Katsuragi Misato looked at Ikari Shinji and said with hollow eyes: “I will definitely be sent to a military court.”
“First of all, at my age, you don’t need to go to jail under voluntary circumstances.” Ikari Shinji comforted: “Besides, I am a god, I am not bound by secular laws.”
“This…” Katsuragi Misato temporarily did not know how to respond, and actually felt that what Ikari Shinji said made a lot of sense, her brain must be broken.
“You are right.” She convinced herself.
Right, Ikari Shinji was voluntary yesterday, this is a fact.
She had just convinced herself, but at this time, Ikari Shinji walked towards her.
“What are you doing?
It was indeed my fault for drinking too much yesterday, I apologize to you!” Katsuragi Misato shrank her neck, inexplicably feeling somewhat flustered.
“Where is your energy from yesterday that didn’t let me rest the whole day?
Why are you so lame now?”
Ikari Shinji approached Katsuragi Misato, twitched his nose, and said with a face full of disgust:
“Come take a shower, it is so uncomfortable, and there is a smell all over, you are not planning to just spend the day like this, are you?”
“What are you grabbing me for?
Wait a minute, hey hey hey…”
Thus, the time quickly arrived at noon again.
The two of them, who had become fragrant again after taking a shower, simply heated up the unfinished convenience store food.
Of course, they hadn’t learned their lesson at all, and beer was still indispensable, placed on the table bottle after bottle.
Just like that, the two of them plus a penguin sat in front of the dining table, staring at each other.
The penguin drilled out from a refrigerator with a “PEN” logo, and still had a tuft of bright red feathers on its head.
The penguin named Pen Pen looked up and down the newly arrived roommate, and raised a wing.
“Squawk!”
“Yo!”
Ikari Shinji responded, and also waved his hand, which was considered greeting back.
He turned his head to look at Katsuragi Misato, “You let a penguin drink beer?”
“You actually know what a penguin is?” Katsuragi Misato was somewhat surprised, this kind of creature was almost extinct during the Second Impact.
“Pen Pen is a genetically modified hot spring penguin, he usually likes to drink beer.”
Even knowing that this is a penguin is like some incredibly rare thing.
This was a kind of reminder to Ikari Shinji, or rather he had actually noticed it earlier but didn’t care, this world and his past life had always been similar yet different.
Just like in this life he had never heard “Hello everyone, I am Jerry Milward” or “Spring has arrived, the season for mating has come again” on TV, nor could he see foreigners crossing portals to travel back billions of years to catch prehistoric beasts.
He had never seen TV programs of this kind, and just when he suspected whether it was because he was not in the same country as his past life, he found out that there were simply not that many mating animals for him to watch.
“So what are your plans for today?
Let me calculate, you can still rest for two days.”
“Let’s go to headquarters, I want to go see Unit-01.”
“You boys really have no resistance against mechas, huh?
There is obviously a great beauty sitting here, and you actually want to go to work?
As expected of a child.”
This sounded like a joke, but falling into the ears of the current Ikari Shinji, it had a somewhat different meaning, more like an invitation to fight again when the truce was about to end.
“No, I just suddenly wanted to look at It, but I don’t want to work at all.” Ikari Shinji had to answer.
“Why do I feel like you are a crying and noisy child who came out to play and can’t find his mom.”
“Well then, I won’t go and will just accompany you at home, but I actually really miss her.”
“….You are really killing the conversation by saying that.”
“It can’t be helped, I’ve always been dreaming about her recently, maybe it’s because I saw her somewhere.”
“Don’t scare me.”
[Note: This is not a BUG, some readers might think it’s a toxic point, so I made a secondary setting.
The Ikari Shinji in the original work is also not a transmigrator, this world is a new cycle, those who don’t care can ignore it.]