Tokyo-3 First Junior High School, Class 2-A.
Although this school does not belong to NERV, it is affiliated with the Marduk Institute, which is responsible for training and selecting qualified children.
The Marduk Institute, like NERV, is subordinate to the Human Instrumentality Committee, so Ikari Shinji’s transfer process was also quite smooth.
Ikari Shinji followed his new homeroom teacher, Sakata Ginpachi-sensei, to the classroom door.
This teacher lazily yawned before pushing the door open and walking into the classroom.
The noisy sounds in the classroom made it seem like running into an amusement park.
When the students saw Sakata Ginpachi-sensei step into the classroom, the room instantly became dead silent.
“Stand up, bow, sit down.”
Sakata Ginpachi-sensei lazily fumbled in his pocket for a while, skillfully taking out a lollipop and holding it in the corner of his mouth.
He opened the attendance record in his hand, and then those dead-fish eyes carelessly swept over the students sitting in front of every desk.
There was no difference from an ordinary school.
Ikari Shinji had always attended school properly, and other schools felt like this too.
I thought the interior of an institution specially cultivating qualified children might have a steel fortress, and students would run around wearing combat uniforms.
“Classmates, everyone should have also recovered their focus from the temporary holiday caused by the invasion of unknown creatures.
So today, I will introduce a transfer student to everyone.”
It could be seen that Ginpachi-sensei really wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but his slow tone really made people unable to muster any energy, speaking as ordinarily as if a typhoon day meant a holiday.
Accompanied by the noisy clamor gradually subsiding, the entire classroom instantly became unusually quiet.
At this moment, all the students’ attention coincidentally focused on Ikari Shinji, who was standing quietly beside the teacher.
Perhaps they had heard some rumors about mecha pilots before, so at this moment, the look revealed in every pair of eyes in the whole class was so intriguing.
There was worship, there was yearning, and the strangest thing was that there was actually hostility…
If it were a child with a more sensitive, introverted, and somewhat self-closed personality, they would definitely feel awkward and uncomfortable all over.
But Father Ikari Shinji was obviously already used to it, he wore a loving father-like smile: “Hello everyone, I am Ikari Shinji.”
Ikari Shinji gave a brief self-introduction and wrote his name on the blackboard, he only said this much.
In NERV’s propaganda, they are heroes who save humanity, but most of the information still needs to be kept secret.
Of course, Ikari Shinji did not have much to say originally, and Ginpachi-sensei also did not make any further introduction to this newly arrived transfer student.
He actually really liked this kind of untroublesome student, carelessly yawning while holding a lollipop in his mouth, and then slowly spoke:
“Hmm…
Since that is the case, then everyone must help each other and get along harmoniously in the future!”
“Ikari-san, your seat is the empty spot in the back row by the window.”
“Alright, class begins now.”
Ikari Shinji’s gaze followed the direction of Ginpachi-sensei’s finger, and he finally understood why he had always been dreaming about that mom who died young recently.
It turned out the problem lay in the row right in front of where he was about to sit down, also right next to the window, where a quiet blue-haired girl was currently sitting.
Ikari Shinji stared at the girl, and the girl looking out the window seemed to feel Ikari Shinji’s gaze and turned her head to look at him.
The blue-haired girl’s head was still wrapped in gauze, covering one eye, so the two were looking at each other with three eyes.
Of course, if it was just an ordinary beautiful girl, Ikari Shinji would not stare intently, as that would not be very polite either.
Ikari Shinji just could not help but want to look, so his gaze was attracted by this mysterious girl.
The reason was that he took a serious look this time, and found that this girl looked somewhat similar to his own mom.
Perhaps it is precisely because I saw her before that it caused me to keep dreaming about mom these past few days.
Rei, on the day Ikari Shinji piloted Unit-01 for the first time, he heard Ikari Gendou calling the girl like this.
This reminded Ikari Shinji of his childhood memories.
It is said that if he were a girl, he would also be called this name.
Ikari Shinji just felt that fate or destiny is really a wonderful thing, to actually let him coincidentally meet this girl with this appearance and this name.
Although this kind of fate made Ikari Shinji feel surprised, he would not say rude things like “You are a woman who could become my mother” to the girl here.
Whether it was Ikari Shinji towards Rei, or Rei towards Ikari Shinji, the gazes they used to stare at each other were completely undisguised.
Ikari Shinji naturally needed to walk to his seat under the sweeping back-and-forth whispers of the whole class.
The same six classes a day, four classes in the morning, forty-five minutes each, and the class content was also as normal as could be.
In short, it was a mundane campus life.
As a qualified god reserve, Ikari Shinji had already previewed all the study materials up to high school, although he might not use them in the future either.
Therefore, when he was bored to death, he could only rely on recalling the experiences of these past few days to pass the time.
This period of experience could be called magical.
Finally enduring until the lunch break, Ikari Shinji bought a yakisoba bread for lunch, and was just thinking of finding the only other qualified child colleague in this school besides himself to get to know each other.
But just as he was walking on the road, two classmates suddenly popped out and blocked him.
One was a boy wearing a tracksuit, relatively taller than the other classmates, sporting neat short hair, and his eyes were fierce and sharp.
When he saw Ikari Shinji, it was as if fire was going to spew out.
It was unknown what deep hatred he had.
The tracksuit boy clenched his fists, walking towards Ikari Shinji with an unfriendly face, and there was also a boy wearing glasses following behind him.
The tracksuit boy glared viciously at Ikari Shinji and said:
“Sorry, transfer student, I will not feel comfortable in my heart unless I beat you up.”
“School violence?”
Facing this hostile boy in front of him, Ikari Shinji swallowed the last bite of bread in his mouth, stopped his footsteps of looking for Rei, and looked at the other party in surprise.
Sure enough, just as he thought, as that tracksuit boy gradually approached, the classmate who should get along friendly according to the teacher suddenly threw a punch at him.
The tracksuit boy was confident that this punch could knock down the transfer student in front of him.
Looking at the full tracksuit, one could tell he was an athletic star in the school, so he completely did not put the delicate-skinned transfer student in front of him in his eyes.
The gentle transfer student did not move, but the fist stopped in mid-air unable to get even a single centimeter closer.
His hands were even still leisurely stuffed in his trouser pockets, and then his right leg swept out.
Only to see the expression on the tracksuit boy’s face had just changed from ferocious to astonished, but a whip kick had already struck his waist, making his body fall to the side.
However, at the instant his body tilted sideways and his legs naturally stumbled, he saw Ikari Shinji actually do a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree turn, and a spinning kick sent him flying out from the opposite direction.