Shinji Ikari, returned from Warhammer

As expected of a mythical angel, the Day Apostle survived even with half its body torn apart. It even flew to what it considered a safe altitude and lashed out its solar whip at the purple machine on the ground.

To everyone's surprise, Shinji Ikari did not dodge. He even extended only the weakest layer of the warm white concentric hexagonal field, reaching out his left hand to grab the supersonic light whip.

At the same moment, a red warning light kept echoing in Shinji Ikari's ears in the cockpit of Unit-01.

The extremely high synchronization rate gives EVA pilots exceptional reaction speed, as evidenced by Shinji Ikari's ability to catch the supersonic light whip.

If a wildcat's reaction speed is five times that of a normal human, then Shinji Ikari's brain reaction speed while piloting Unit-01 is even ten times that of a normal human (only during the piloting period).

However, the pain sensation from this extremely high synchronization rate was 2.8 times that of the normal value. This soul-piercing pain caused Shinji Ikari to tremble while revealing a chilling, ferocious smile.

"Wow, this is amazing! I'm starting to get excited, Pink Baby!"

Shinji Ikari completely ignored the searing pain from the light whip in his left hand, even gripping the whip tightly and swinging it forcefully, causing the Day Angel in the sky to trace a desolate circular path.

With a final, sharp pull, the Day Angel plummeted to the earth like a shooting star.

At this moment, Shinji Ikari began to miss the lightning gauntlets that his predecessor was most skilled with. If lightning roared upwards as this pink alien fell downwards, the scene of flesh and blood exploding would naturally be incredibly satisfying.

But that's alright, a good knight must learn to find joy on the battlefield.

The day angel, whose shape had long since faded, let out a sound that seemed like a mournful cry, but the moment it looked up, it saw a scarlet light flashing wildly deep within the eye sockets of the purple machine.

"Come on, my love! Let's count together, one, two, three, three, two, one! Golden Paradise is calling you!"

The lingering pain of that burning hand still echoed in Shinji Ikari's mind, and he couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart. But in the eyes of the Daytime Angel, the Unit-01, flashing with crimson light, opened its blood-red maw, revealing an extremely ferocious smile at him.

Chapter Twenty-Two: There Will Be No More

The iron fist slammed down heavily, without even unleashing its absolute domain; it simply tore through any obstacle with its fist alone.

"Why aren't you smiling? Why aren't you smiling?" Shinji Ikari's gaze pierced through Unit-01's eye sockets, and he couldn't help but show a look of disappointment. "As expected, it's just an alien that can't be moved by the Emperor's grace after all."

Finally, the lingering pain in Shinji Ikari's mind slowly faded with time. His gaze was serene, his right hand gripping the rose rosary inscribed with the Emperor's Prayer, as he delivered a benevolent pronouncement to the shapeless Day Angels below.

"May the merciful emperor forgive your mistakes, for such grotesque forms and such grotesque appearances, but I will not pardon your sins!"

The enormous scarlet cross once again stood tall in the skies above Tokyo. The crimson blood rain, formed from the deaths of angels, poured down upon this land with the same equal and merciful love as an emperor.

The purple mecha stood in the center of the blood rain. Shinji Ikari looked at the sky, his hands clenched into fists and pressed against his chest.

"Today your blood has been shed, but it ends here, and there will be no more."

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The central command center was deserted.

All the lights on both sides of the ceiling were turned off, leaving only the large, mosaic-patterned screen faintly glowing.

"In the end, your son still managed to complete the plan. He was truly an incredibly sharp and swift knife."

NERV Vice Commander Yukimasa Fuyutsuki held a copy of Fyodor Dostoevsky's novel "Crime and Punishment" in one hand, seemingly engrossed in reading. But his mind had already drifted to another time and place.

“But mistakes in the process can also lead to changes in the ending.” Fuyutsuki Kozue closed his book and gazed at Gendo Ikari, who was sitting on the other side of the long table.

"The plan is still correct, it's just a matter of process. We're proceeding according to the original plan, and the first step is to push him to Rediffusion's side," Gendo Ikari said.

"Giving him hope, then inflicting the deepest despair—it's truly cruel," Fuyutsuki Yukizo sighed softly. "Have you ever considered letting him live a peaceful life?"

“Fate chose him fourteen years ago; this was the script he had to play his part in. What’s cruel isn’t fate, but the world that chose him,” Gendo Ikari said.

But this is wrong.

There is no predetermined fate in this world. In the end, it is still the script written fourteen years ago that led Shinji Ikari onto this cruel world destined for tragedy.

Fuyuki Kosuke nodded slightly, it was unclear whether he believed or not. He then pulled a medical report from the books and pushed it across the long table to Gendo Ikari.

"This is Shinji Ikari's medical report. I feel that you should take a look at it, both as his father and as the Commander-in-Chief."

Gendo Ikari was very familiar with his wife's teacher, who was also his deputy. He wouldn't have brought out a routine medical report to tell her privately.

Gendo Ikari picked up the medical report with some curiosity. His HDL (high-density lipoprotein) levels were above normal, and his bone mineral density was comparable to that of a male wrestler at his peak. But none of this surprised him.

Until the very last item on the medical examination report.

Even Gendo Ikari, who witnessed Shinji Ikari tearing apart the Water Angels like a god, showed no surprise. It was as if his face always remained expressionless, devoid of joy or sorrow. However, when he saw the last item on the medical report, he was still shocked.

"prostatitis?"

The rain was torrential, and dark clouds piled up overhead like mountains.

Yesterday, when we fought the Day Angels, it was a clear daytime, but the next night a sudden, eerie wind blew, and rain fell on Third Tokyo City.

NERV Headquarters, Hakone Underground, Ward 7.

The routine physical examination for the pilots was conducted concurrently with the maintenance of Unit-01. Ritsuko Akagi stood with her hands in her pockets, watching reports on her liver function, blood sugar, urine, kidney function, and bone density presented before her.

The pilot's physical examination and the maintenance of Unit-01 are equally important. In fact, the former is even more confidential than the latter.

Of course, normally speaking, the importance of the chosen ones is not as great as that of EVA, but some changes in the chosen ones' physical data are top secret. This is because they may reveal some of the ultimate secrets of the world.

The relationship between humanity and the apostles, and between humanity and the world.

Even the driver himself cannot be revealed without permission.

The first thirteen items of the physical examination were all normal, and the doctors in charge of the examination were all internal staff members, so they could be trusted. Even if some abnormal values ​​were seen, they remained calm and even prepared a fake physical examination report after the examination to cover up the real situation.

Until the last item, Shinji Ikari felt a little uneasy under the old doctor's gaze. He lay back down, and the old doctor pressed his lower abdomen with his hand, asking him how it felt.

"It hurts, and I feel like I need to go to the toilet," Shinji Ikari said frankly.

The doctor took another look at the blood and urine test reports and finally made a decision.

"You have prostatitis, which is probably caused by frequent sexual activity. Young man, you need to be moderate," the old doctor said earnestly.

At that moment, everyone in the room who was accompanying the examination focused their attention on Shinji Ikari... and Misato Katsuragi behind him.

"No, why are you looking at me?" Misato Katsuragi panicked instantly.

Ritsuko Akagi frowned, staring at the old doctor in front of her. "You said he has prostatitis, caused by frequent sexual activity. Do you know how old he is?"

"He's fourteen years old and in excellent health. While prostatitis is rare at his age, it's not uncommon. Frequent sexual activity is the main cause, along with alcohol consumption and diet. Do you think I, at my age, could make a wrong diagnosis?" The doctor was a little angry, feeling his authority being challenged.

His resume can be found online. Before joining NERV, he was a director of the Japan Association for the Research and Prevention of Male Diseases, a highly regarded expert doctor nationwide.

Moreover, out of consideration for the reputation of the NERV executive and hero pilot before him, there was something he didn't say. The main reason for this was his frequent changes of sexual partners, and thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head.

These powerful figures are really cunning; they don't even spare middle school students. It's just a pity for this child, having to step into a dark and dirty world so early.

The old doctor was heartbroken.

Misato Katsuragi quickly interjected to defend herself, "It shouldn't be caused by drinking. I drink more than him and I haven't gotten sick. Last weekend, I drank a whole case of Oettinger beer, while he only drank six bottles. And Shinji Ikari always keeps fish. If his illness is caused by drinking, then wouldn't mine be too?"

The old doctor carefully examined the two men's faces, then nodded with even greater certainty.

"Alcohol dependence, heavy drinking, and excessive sexual activity are the causes of most cases of prostatitis in men. Also..." The old doctor tore off a piece of paper and scribbled some words that looked like scribbles, "You should also get checked out, just consider it a physical examination."

"No? Me?" Misato Katsuragi looked at the suspicious gazes of everyone, on the verge of tears. "It really isn't me! It has nothing to do with me!"

Chapter Twenty-Three: How rude of me, I'm a pure lover!

"The main issue is that a teenager's body hasn't fully developed yet. However, precisely because you're a teenager, your physical recovery will be quick; conservatively speaking, you should be back to normal in about two weeks. What you need to focus on more is your mental health." Before parting, the old doctor pulled Shinji aside and spoke earnestly, "I know you're under a lot of psychological pressure—overeating, alcohol dependence, indulging in excessive pleasure, emotional dependence. Teenagers like you, so young, are most prone to mental health problems when faced with such a sudden upheaval. But it's even more important to establish life goals..."

Actually, all of this is against the rules, but the old doctor couldn't bear to see the young hero in front of him, who was supposed to be protecting humanity like EVA, become a plaything of the higher-ups. He had also studied physiognomy, and no matter how he looked at the boy, he seemed like a good kid.

"Okay, I've got it all." Shinji Ikari looked at the earnest old man before him, feeling a little embarrassed. It was truly humiliating for a proud noble knight to have such a private matter of male privacy exposed in public.

The only problem is that this body is too weak. Without a strong physique, how can one become the successor to the Emperor's Truth?

On the way back in the elevator, Misato Katsuragi finally started complaining to Shinji Ikari.

"You've had seven girlfriends in less than a month at the new school. And you have prostatitis. Are you some kind of pile driver come to life?"

Looking at the investigation report, Misato Katsuragi was furious.

Misato Katsuragi, who considered herself the commander and guardian of the operation, believed she knew Shinji Ikari well enough, only to discover that she had only seen the tip of the iceberg. This time, Shinji, unusually, did not refute her. He looked at the reflective mirror in the elevator, where he could vaguely see the pale-faced boy, and made up his mind.

"I have been ruined by wine and women, and I have become so haggard! From this day forward..."

"Quit drinking?" Misato Katsuragi blurted out.

Shinji Ikari glanced at her. "Of course it's for physical fitness. What are you thinking?"

"Hey, you brat! You need to study hard at school and stop messing around!" Misato Katsuragi pounced on him, shoving her two thumbs into his mouth and pulling his face hard to both sides. "At least, this semester you can't... mess around with girls anymore! Do you hear me!"

Shinji Ikari wanted to say that he never engages in casual relationships, unlike that lewd wolf next door. He just changes partners quickly, but at his core, he's a pure lover.

But clearly, Misato Katsuragi wouldn't listen.

Seeing Shinji Ikari nod slightly, Misato Katsuragi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the turmoil of this matter had come to an end.

But she clearly underestimated the impact of this matter.

The next day, on her usual way to work, a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses appeared in her field of vision the moment the elevator doors opened.

NERV is the executive arm of SEELE and can itself be considered a sizable criminal organization. It comprises departments for tactical operations, technology development, special surveillance, and security intelligence. With numerous branches in various countries around the world, it is a vast, transnational organization.

Because of its inherent political nature, most of its members wear corresponding uniforms and military badges that symbolize their status.

But the middle-aged man before them was only wearing an ordinary black coat. Only those in truly high positions of power do not need crisp military uniforms and gleaming brass buttons to signify their status.

Gendo Ikari, commander of NERV, and also Shinji Ikari's father.

"Hi, Commander-in-Chief." Misato Katsuragi waved her hand somewhat guiltily, though she didn't know the source of her guilt.

Gendo Ikari only glanced at her before disappearing from Misato Katsuragi's sight as the elevator moved on. But before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she saw her secretary, holding a gift box, still outside.

He simply handed the gift box to himself.

"These are health supplements that the commander asked me to give you. There are some for men, some for women, and some for general use. If you need more, you can go through the internal procedures and apply to your superiors."

Misato Katsuragi blankly accepted the gift box, then felt utterly devastated.

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This is also because the physical changes of the chosen ones involve the deepest secrets of the world. Only a handful of people know about Shinji Ikari's actual physical examination results, including information about his prostatitis, which is restricted from being circulated.