Shinji Ikari, returned from Warhammer

Is it about using a quick-play family card to show that you're not part of our group, or about offering a sacrifice to summon a hungry Shinji Ikari and inviting him out for a meal?

As expected, Rei Ayanami pushed her portion in front of Shinji Ikari, saying, "You can have mine."

"Alright, let's fight, let's fight, let's fight..." Shinji Ikari heard a muttered in his ear, as if fanning the flames.

Shinji Ikari glanced coldly at Misato Katsuragi beside him. She shrugged, as if nothing had happened, and quietly ate her breakfast. However, her eyes kept darting back and forth between Asuka and Rei Ayanami, like a treacherous minister who feared the world was not chaotic enough, hoping that Asuka and Rei would tear each other apart and have a big fight in the living room.

Asuka smiled and ate the fragrant pan-fried salmon with great appetite, without responding at all.

Because she knew Shinji Ikari's "central air conditioning" nature (meaning he's nice to everyone) and his attitude towards Rei Ayanami, she knew he definitely wouldn't eat Rei's breakfast and watch her go hungry. In the end, she was certain to win.

Rei Ayanami seemed to realize this as well. She calmly got up from her seat and sat on Shinji Ikari's lap. "Let's eat together, Shinji."

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PS1: Even if I think about it again and again, if I describe the content, even if it's just a little bit off-topic, it will definitely be included in the next chapter.

Following the suggestion in the post, I'll write a hentai anime and post it in the reader group. Those who are interested can join the group to read it, and those who aren't can read the main text normally. It won't affect your reading experience.

PS2: Same rules as before, reader vote. I'll list several hentai scenes that appear in the novel but aren't described, and you can vote on which one to include. These include: the fight against the Sky Angels with Misato Katsuragi, the silver party before the second battle against the Sand Angels, Hikari's first experience, Mana Kirishima's first experience, Rei Ayanami after the Night Angels, Hikari and Sakura Suzuhara (Sakura's interaction wasn't in-depth, just part of the party), and Asuka this time.

PS3: Group number—1041548656 (Hair Loss Prevention Exchange Center) The answer is the author's name.

184: Asuka: Am I also part of PLAY?

Waking up to find a beautiful girl throwing herself into his arms sounds pretty good. Shinji Ikari looked at the three dishes and two soups in front of him, but he didn't feel like he was having breakfast.

“Breakfast must be good; it’s a tradition that’s been passed down from the Muromachi period,” Rei Ayanami said. “This is miso soup I made; please try it.”

Surrounded by beautiful girls, after getting close to Asuka last night, he woke up to get close to Rei Ayanami – a pretty good development. Shinji Ikari also felt pretty good; he smiled and didn't care too much about the chaotic situation. In fact, judging from his demeanor, he didn't dislike the atmosphere.

Unable to refuse Rei Ayanami's hospitality, Shinji Ikari picked up the clear glass bowl and took a sip, glancing around. Across the table was Misato Katsuragi, drinking soup from an earthenware bowl; though she was drinking, her shifty eyes betrayed her inner turmoil. Beside her was Asuka—

Before she could even turn her head, she felt someone gently step on her calf. Rei Ayanami used black chopsticks to pick up a piece of white radish from the soup bowl, gently turned to the side, and brought it to her mouth.

"Ah." Rei Ayanami blew on it.

The young, innocent-looking yet adorable Rei Ayanami sat in his lap, and Shinji Ikari couldn't help but groan inwardly. That's why he had to be extra careful with breakfast. She possessed a pure and innocent body and spirit, yet simultaneously exuded a strong feminine fragrance that stimulated his male instincts, causing Shinji to suppress a slight wavering as he spoke.

“I can do it myself,” Shinji Ikari said.

“I’ll feed you, it’s not hot.” ​​Rei Ayanami turned halfway to the side, staring intently into Shinji Ikari’s eyes.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of those around him, Shinji Ikari opened his mouth and obediently let the soup, which smelled of Rei Ayanami, into his mouth. Only then did Rei Ayanami take out a handkerchief with satisfaction and wipe the soup stains left on Shinji Ikari's lips.

“And this fried fish, that’s fine too,” Rei Ayanami said, picking up her chopsticks again and reaching for her plate.

As usual, she picked up a piece, carefully removed the bones, dipped it in sauce again, blew on it, and fed it to Shinji Ikari. Watching Shinji chew, Rei Ayanami smiled for the first time today.

Misato Katsuragi had lost her appetite. She crossed her arms over her chin, watching Asuka grip her chopsticks tightly, and watching Shinji Ikari open his mouth to accept Rei Ayanami's feeding.

"Very well..." Misato Katsuragi couldn't help but admire him. She hadn't expected Shinji Ikari to actually dare to speak up; she had underestimated the young hero's boldness. "And you, Asuka, why aren't you fighting yet? Are you just going to stare and watch? Will you kill this adulterous couple by staring? Show us your German-style 'Buddha's Reversal Palm'!"

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

But Asuka just gave a cold laugh and continued eating with her head down, like a heartless rice-eating machine.

"Is the soup alright?" Rei Ayanami scooped some soup with a white porcelain spoon, then gently touched it with her lips to make sure the temperature was right before bringing it to Shinji Ikari's mouth. "I made it with soybean paste, vegetables, tofu, shiitake mushrooms, and leftover eel pieces from yesterday. I feel like the shiitake mushrooms weren't soaked properly, and the order in which I cooked them seems a bit off."

Rice with miso soup is a traditional breakfast in the Kyoto-Osaka area. Miso soup is considered "mother's cooking" in Japan because it's so common and homely. Miso soup was introduced to Japan from Seres in the early 8th century along with Buddhism. It first flourished in temples and the imperial court, and later became widely consumed among the common people.

"Very good, much better than before." Shinji Ikari nodded. He wasn't lying to make Rei Ayanami happy, because Rei's cooking skills had indeed improved a lot. Before, she would make quick miso soup, like the miso soup she made at night, just by pouring boiling water over it, and it would be ready in a minute.

But looking at Rei Ayanami's thin, cherry-like lips, Shinji Ikari felt that the drink in her mouth might taste even better.

"I'll do my best." Rei Ayanami nodded slightly, then moved her hips back, getting closer to Shinji Ikari's embrace.

With a "clatter," everyone's attention turned to Asuka. The chopsticks she had been holding fell to the ground, and she looked at Shinji Ikari with a cold expression.

"I'm so sorry, Shinji-sama, for bothering you. But I dropped my chopsticks over there, and I would be very grateful if you could pick them up for me." Asuka suddenly forced a smile.

She couldn't stand the atmosphere between these two adulterers. They were sitting in her lap and feeding her. Did they think this was a game of make-believe? What was she? Part of their play?

As Shinji Ikari bent down and reached under the table to pick up the chopsticks, he saw a pair of deadly scissor-like legs coming towards him.

While helping Asuka pick up her chopsticks, Shinji Ikari realized that this woman would definitely cause trouble, and sure enough, she did. Shinji grabbed Asuka's foot, then tucked her left ankle under his armpit, freeing one hand to tickle the sole of her foot.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, I know I was wrong! Haha, let me go, you pervert! Hahahaha!"

Five pink toes spread open uncontrollably, then clenched into a ball. Asuka couldn't help but giggle as she struggled desperately, but neither her right foot, which was being held, nor her left leg, which was being held under his arm, showed any sign of being pulled out.

Asuka struggled to reverse the situation, finally twisting her body and overturning the chair, landing hard on her bottom. With the sound of her shirt scraping against the smooth floor, she was dragged under the table by the legs by the vicious Shinji Ikari, like a tourist adrift at sea awaiting rescue.

The moment their eyes met, Asuka thought Shinji Ikari was going to take revenge, but the handsome face in her field of vision quickly approached and left a kiss on her forehead.

Just a simple kiss, and my morning grumpiness vanished instantly.

Then Misato Katsuragi stepped on Shinji Ikari's back from behind and said, "That's enough. If you keep making a fuss, the food will get cold. You can do whatever you want after breakfast."

Shinji Ikari had no intention of continuing the commotion. He sat back down and looked at Asuka, whose face was flushed. This time, unusually, she didn't say anything offensive; she just bit her lip and looked at him.

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Three hours later, in Hakone, at the simulated test site.

The synchronization rate simulation experiment of the three qualified individuals was overseen by Hitomi Kaga, the section chief of the first section of the development department.

However, this time the main character in the simulation data is not Rei Ayanami and Shinji, but Asuka Soryu.

Asuka, who hadn't entered the simulator's cockpit in a long time, had a completely different feeling than before. Unlike the cockpit of Unit-02, today, after measuring the neuronal synaptic level, she had a very subtle feeling.

Meanwhile, in the monitoring room outside, Hitomi Kaga leaned over the computer, looking at the measured neuronal synaptic levels of the current second eligible candidate and comparing them with the data from half a month ago.

"Measuring the neuronal synaptic level in 0.98 seconds, this data..." Kaga Hitomi pushed up her glasses, her expression immediately turning serious.

This data is approaching that of Shinji Ikari, but what is Shinji Ikari? He's someone who represents the world's pilots, who are divided into two levels: Shinji Ikari and all other pilots. Furthermore, the speed at the neuronal synaptic level measured by the Second Child has reached a level completely contrary to common sense.

Could it be related to the Bird Apostle? Kaga Hitomi instantly realized this possibility.

"That shouldn't be the case. Even if the second candidate recovers, their stats should be similar to before." Ibuki Maya, who was in charge of monitoring and recording, was a little confused. "How could there be such a big improvement in just half a month?"

“Perhaps it’s related to the Bird Apostle. Remember the mental pollution?” Ritsuko Akagi appeared behind her at some point. She had just received the news and rushed over without stopping. “However, such exaggerated data is still a bit strange. Everyone, please report other data for comparison.”

“The measurement of the neuronal synaptic level had an error of 0.003 harmonic values, with a synchronization rate of 36% and 41%. The synchronization rate fluctuated greatly, and the driver failed the mental test,” said Hitomi Kaga.

"Data reception confirmed again, mode is green, no abnormal response," Ibuki Maya replied.

"Main power connection is normal, harmonic values ​​are normal," Kaga Hitomi replied.

"Okay, I understand." Ritsuko Akagi nodded slightly as she looked at the data in front of her, then had MAGI connect with Asuka, who was currently in the cockpit. "Second Child, how are you feeling right now?"

"Good, very good." At this moment, Asuka in the cockpit heard Ritsuko Akagi's voice and revealed her usual slightly arrogant smile. "Dr. Akagi, I feel that I am in a state of perfection like never before!"

Although neither the console nor the display of this simulator showed her current synchronization rate, Asuka knew herself well enough to know that she had definitely recovered to her peak condition, and might even have surpassed it.

"Okay, get ready. The second phase of the mental test will begin in thirty seconds," Ritsuko Akagi said.

As they descended deeper, Asuka gripped the control stick tightly, a smile on her face. As colorful light rose, the kaleidoscope-like fragments of memory vaguely reappeared before her eyes.

A game console, a red bow, a beige dress, a red hooded doll, a red doll, Shinji Ikari, Unit-02... A long, sharp voice came to my ears, like the chirping of cicadas in summer, with a deep lingering sound.

In reality, the orange-red cockpit marked with the number 02 had just submerged into the orange liquid when the entire control center sounded a piercing alarm.

"The mental imagery is in disarray, suspected to be a sign of mental pollution!" Ibuki Maya's voice involuntarily rose several decibels.

“The harmonic values ​​are completely normal, and no problems were detected between the second suitable candidate and the simulator,” said Hitomi Kaga.

"As expected, it's still a mental issue." Ritsuko Akagi crossed her arms and stared coldly at the distorted lines on the screen. "We were careless before. We only tested the physical bodies of the candidates, but we overlooked the mental damage that the Bird Apostle caused to Asuka."

"What do we do now, Minister?" Kaga Hitomi looked at Akagi Ritsuko, who was still calmly analyzing the situation.

"What's the rush? This is just a routine simulator experiment. Cut off the connection between the pilot and the simulator, and declare the experiment over." Ritsuko Akagi calmly gave the order. "Honestly, another new job."

Although most of the researchers in the development department present at the time believed that Asuka's abnormal condition was related to the mental pollution brought to her by the Bird Apostle, as researchers, they still needed to verify their conjectures through experiments.

In the pilot's changing room, Shinji Ikari, now dressed in his regular clothes, sat on a bench, pondering what had just happened.

However, in terms of the outcome, aside from the psychological issues, Asuka ultimately achieved her initial goal.

However, unlike the researchers who still need to conduct experiments to confirm their hypotheses, Shinji Ikari was able to determine in advance that Asuka's changes were related to the mental attack by the Bird Angel. What exactly the Bird Angel did in Asuka's mental world, and why this change occurred, remains unknown to Shinji.

To put it simply, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

At that moment, with the click of the door lock opening automatically, Shinji Ikari glanced to the side and saw Rei Ayanami, dressed in a white combat suit, appear in the doorway.

“Shinji.” Rei Ayanami bowed her head; to her, that was enough of a greeting.

Shinji Ikari did not respond immediately. He twitched his nose and then frowned.

Speaking of which, Shinji Ikari could always smell a very faint scent of blood on Rei Ayanami, especially during their first meeting in her messy, garbage-like room, where the smell of blood was particularly strong.

And today, he suddenly smelled that scent again.

However, before Shinji Ikari could ask anything, Rei Ayanami walked up to the wardrobe behind Shinji and sat down.

The familiar scene, the familiar characters, and the familiar location gave Shinji Ikari a strong sense of déjà vu.

"Don't move, don't turn around, just sit here." Rei Ayanami's voice came from behind.

Soon, he heard the sound of airflow passing through the valve. As the chosen one, Shinji Ikari knew very well that this was the sound of the combat suit exhaling after deactivating its combat mode. After the rustling sound, he faintly heard the sound of the combat suit hitting the ground. A few seconds later, a pair of straight, white, chopstick-like legs were draped over his shoulders.

Shinji Ikari pursed his lips. The warm yellow light shone down from above, illuminating Rei Ayanami's beautifully shaped legs and her almost transparent, pale feet.

No one spoke in the room; a comfortable, quiet atmosphere permeated the space. Shinji Ikari grasped Rei Ayanami's foot, and to his surprise, it was a little cold. Holding it in his palm, it even felt like touching something fragile.

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PS: I realized I made a mistake earlier. The Rei Ayanami after her third charge in the new theatrical version is the one commonly known as Taneda Rei, the country bumpkin Rei, and she is loyal to SEELE, not NERV.

It seems that it was SEELE, not NERV, that launched Unit-01 into the sky.

185: Foot fetish is not a hobby, but a lifestyle.

Shinji Ikari gently supported her left foot from below, supporting the arch and lightly rubbing the sole. Her five tightly closed, rounded toes instinctively curled up in response to Shinji's movements.

Under the warm yellow light, a pair of incredibly slender, graceful, and long white feet appeared so smooth and delicate. The curves of the entire foot were beautiful and clear, reflecting a light that captivated the heart, making one yearn to get closer and knead it. The long, rounded calves, set against the cool skin tone, also possessed a touch of sensuality.

Speaking of which, Shinji Ikari, a foot fetishist and sock enthusiast, has handled many beautiful feet, but his favorite is Rei Ayanami. There's no other reason than their beautiful shape, graceful curves, and lack of odor. A stark contrast to Misato Katsuragi.