Evangelion School Romantic Comedy: The Battle for Shinji! Everyone Reincarnated Chaos
In a modern Japanese high school, the characters from 'Evangelion' have all reincarnated. The protagonist is Shinji Ikari. He just wants a quiet school life, but around him are former Angels and Eva pilots. Everyone has their memories but no superpowers. Angels and pilots now live as ordinary humans.
Episode 1: Shinji transfers in and chaos erupts. Rei Ayanami, Asuka Langley Soryu, Kaworu Nagisa, Mari Makinami Illustrious, Misato Katsuragi, Ritsuko Akagi, and Ryoji Kaji appear as classmates or
Evangelion School Romantic Comedy: The Battle for Shinji! Everyone Reincarnated Chaos - Memories of Neighbors, Bento, and the Teacher's Desk
"…Hah."
One week since transferring in. Mid-April already passed, and the morning air still carried a slight chill.
Ikari Shinji placed his hand on the doorknob of Misonodai Heights Room 203, and stopped there for a moment.
(Please, don't let me run into anyone today.)
He chanted something like a prayer in his heart, and turned the key. Click.
The door of the old building made a somehow hesitant sound every time it opened. The twenty-two-year-old reinforced concrete structure was cold in the mornings.
One deep breath.
Put on his shoes, and outside.
—Someone was standing in front of the neighboring Room 204.
Leaning against the wall, quietly.
A bluish-silver short bob. A white blouse with a navy cardigan. Crimson eyes, staring straight at Shinji.
Ayanami Rei.
Shinji's feet stopped dead.
"…Eh."
His mind went blank.
The neighboring room. Right—on the night of his first day after transferring, he'd passed her here. Back then, he never imagined it would turn into this every morning.
"Good morning."
Rei said it quietly.
Her voice was small, yet it rang surprisingly clear in the morning air.
"G-Good morning…"
Shinji bowed awkwardly.
(Why is she here… no, she did say she lived next door.)
To begin with, he still couldn't believe she lived in Room 204.
I mean—that Rei, the one who sat in the seat in front of him in class, living right next to his home?
"…Going?"
Rei tilted her head slightly.
"Ah, yes. To school…"
"We're neighbors." "…Right."
Having said just that, Rei silently lined up on Shinji's left side.
They started walking. Two sets of footsteps echoed on the apartment's exterior stairs.
Misonodai was quiet in the morning. Commuters heading to the station were sparse, and a few middle schoolers ran past the convenience store.
They emerged onto the walking path along the Sanson River.
The cherry blossoms had already completely fallen, and young leaves swayed in the wind. Here and there, late-blooming double cherry trees dotted the roadside.
"Um, Ayanami-san."
Shinji gathered his courage and spoke.
"…What?"
"Why are you here? I mean, were you waiting for me?"
Rei tilted her head just a little.
"Not really. We just go to school at the same time."
"Same… time?"
"Yes."
Saying that, she slowed her pace just slightly.
As if matching Shinji's stride.
The moment he noticed, Shinji felt a ticklish sensation deep in his chest.
(Why? It's not unpleasant. If anything…)
If anything, there was a part of him that felt happy.
But admitting that was terrifying.
"…Ikari-kun."
"Eh?"
"It's supposed to get hot today."
"Huh… is that so? I didn't check the weather forecast."
"I didn't either."
"Then how do you—"
"If you look at the sky, you can tell."
Drawn in, he looked up at the sky.
Thin clouds streamed across the pale blue sky. The kind of sky that meant temperatures would rise in the afternoon.
"…You're right."
He murmured without thinking, and Rei's lips softened just a little.
Seeing that, the ticklish feeling in Shinji's chest grew again.
—No good. Not any more than this.
Shinji faced forward.
His heart was loud. But he couldn't just run away.
***
That's when it happened.
"YOU TWO!!"
A voice that made the air itself vibrate flew at them from behind.
Before he could even turn around, heavy footsteps rushed toward them.
"Hey, what is this!? Are you two walking to school together!?"
Golden hair swaying, Asuka leaped in front of them.
The tips of her twintails shimmered, translucent in the morning sun. Her blue eyes blazed with anger.
"Ah, no, this is just a coincidence—"
"We're neighbors."
Rei said it flatly.
"Hah!? What does being neighbors have to do with anything! That's no reason for you two to walk together!"
Asuka planted herself between Shinji and Rei.
"Um, we weren't really walking together, we just happened to leave at the same—"
"You shut up!"
Shinji's words were blown away by a single shout.
"Fine then. I'm coming too. Honestly, you baka-Shinji."
With that, Asuka took her place on Shinji's right side.
—The next moment, Shinji realized.
Rei on his left.
Asuka on his right.
The two of them, silently flanking him.
(Eh. Wait a second. This situation—isn't this bad?)
Morning along the Sanson River.
Walking three abreast, with Shinji in the middle.
How did this look to other people?
…The moment he thought about it, cold sweat broke out.
"Um, you two. Could you walk a little further apart? The path is narrow."
"Oh, it's to keep you from getting lost. You have no sense of direction, right?"
"I don't have no sense of direction…"
"Shut up. I'm going out of my way to walk with you. Feel honored."
"Honored…?"
"That's right. Walking to school with me—you must have accumulated some serious good karma in a past life."
"Past life… no, if anything, it's more like…"
"…Ikari-kun, if my being next to you is a bother, say so. I'll stop."
Rei peered up at him from his left side.
Her crimson eyes looked straight up at Shinji.
"I-It's not a bother! Not at all!"
He denied it in a panic.
"…I see. Good."
Rei's lips softened again, just slightly.
Asuka saw it from the corner of her eye and puffed out her cheeks as hard as she could.
"Hey, what's with the flirting over there!"
"We're not flirting! Not at all!"
"It looked like flirting!"
"Even if it looked that way, it wasn't!"
What kind of morning was this?
It wasn't even eight o'clock yet.
***
By the time they passed through the school gate, about thirty percent of Shinji's stamina had been shaved away.
The path to the classroom felt impossibly long.
From the windows of the connecting corridor, the Sanson River glittered. Today really was going to be hot.
He arrived at Class 2-3.
The moment he slid the door open with a rattle, several gazes flew at him from inside.
—Ah, the transfer student.
—Sandwiched between the two of them again.
Whispered voices, loud enough to be heard on purpose.
"Good morning, Ikari Shinji-kun."
From the seat diagonally behind his, silver-gray hair swayed softly.
Reddish-brown eyes gazed at Shinji gently.
"G-Good morning."
"You're having an especially lively morning today. I can hear a very pleasant sound."
Kaworu smiled.
"Sound? What sound?"
"The sound around you—how should I put it—a brilliant sound. I like it."
Shinji, at a loss for a reply, hurried to his seat.
(A brilliant sound…?)
For someone gifted in music, maybe people's voices and the classroom's murmur reached him as sound.
"Ikari-kun, you're a transfer student and you're already surrounded."
From the center of the classroom, a hand waved fluttering at him.
Today she wore her beret at a jaunty angle, looking unusually cheerful.
"I'm not surrounded."
"Sure, sure. You were with Asuka and Rei from this morning, right? So, are you sharing the spoils?"
"Spoils!? What are you talking about?"
"The spoils of youth."
Mari grinned and stared intently at Shinji's face.
"…It's fun, you know. The space around you."
With that, she returned to her own seat.
Shinji let out a deep sigh and sat down at his desk in the last row by the window.
This seat, where he'd only just arrived a week ago.
Rei in the seat in front.
Asuka next to him.
Kaworu diagonally behind.
Mari in the center of the classroom.
Everyone was here today, too.
All of them—people he'd been deeply entangled with in a past life.
"Hey, Ikari. Rough morning, huh?"
The boy in front turned around, grinning.
"It's not really rough."
"But like, a transfer student's supposed to be practically invisible, right? You've become the class celebrity in a week."
Shinji gave a wry smile.
Yeah, he knew. In a weird way.
***
Morning classes passed in a daze.
During math, during Japanese, his hand stopped copying notes.
Because.
He was afraid of lunch.
Over the past week, Shinji had learned.
Lunch break. In this class, something always happened.
—The bell rang.
"Stand—bow."
At the class officer's call, the whole class rose.
Shinji stood up, as naturally as possible, intending to head to the school store.
—That moment.
"Hey, baka-Shinji."
A sharp voice from behind.
He turned to find Asuka standing in front of his desk.
She was holding something.
A small cloth bundle with a light blue checkered pattern.
"Eh?"
"I'm leaving this here. Eat it."
Asuka placed the bundle on his desk carelessly.
"Um, this is…"
"You don't have lunch, right? I've seen you buying a roll at the school store every day. That alone can't possibly be enough. And you probably don't have money anyway. Honestly, you're such a bother."
A breathless tirade.
"I do have money. Sort of."
"Then save it. High schoolers should be frugal. There, it's decided. Be grateful."
Shinji stared at the cloth bundle.
The contents were probably—that.
He gently opened the bundle on his desk.
—Four handmade sandwiches.
Ham and cheese sandwiches, neatly cut into triangles.
"Ah…"
The sound escaped him.
"Wh-What? You can't eat it? W-Well, if you don't want it, fine. But I made it, so eat it. Ugh, why are you making that face!"
Asuka's face grew redder and redder.
Classmates around them were sneaking glances.
—Here we go. Asuka's at it again with the transfer student.
—Handmade, seriously? That's amazing.
The whispers were definitely multiplying.
"Thank you for the food."
Shinji picked one up and put it in his mouth.
…Delicious.
The saltiness of the ham, the mellow richness of the cheese. The bread was fluffy, soft even at the crust.
"It's really good."
The words came out before he could stop them.
That instant.
Even Asuka's ears flushed red.
"O-Of course it is! Don't get carried away! I didn't make this for you! I just had leftovers, so I brought them!"
Laughter erupted from all over the classroom.
"Ooh, leftovers, huh?"
"Asuka, your face is red."
"Shut up! Everyone, go away!"
Asuka shouted.
But the classroom's atmosphere was warm.
Shinji picked up the second sandwich.
"…It's delicious. Really."
Asuka opened her mouth as if to say something, then turned away with a "hmph."
—Right after that.
Clink.
With a small sound, something was placed on Shinji's desk.
A white, round plastic cup.
Vanilla ice cream he recognized from the convenience store. The 140-yen one.
"…Rei?"
He looked up to find Rei standing right beside him.
Expressionless.
Crimson eyes, staring straight at Shinji.
"I like this."
Saying only that, Rei returned to her seat.
The classroom fell silent for a moment.
…"I like this."
What? Who?
She likes vanilla ice cream?
Or—
The words spun round and round in Shinji's head.
"Hey, was that—"
"Yeah, I heard it. Wait, was that a confession…?"
"No, but even so, isn't that a bit too sweet?"
The classroom buzzed with murmuring.
Asuka slowly turned toward Shinji.
"—Hey. Rei. What did you just say?"
Asuka's voice dropped low.
"I like this. That's what I said."
Rei answered without even turning around.
"I'm asking what 'this' refers to!"
"Vanilla ice cream. And also."
A pause.
"…Being next to Ikari-kun."
The classroom air froze.
No one moved.
Shinji nearly forgot how to breathe.
(Next to…? Wait. What? Did she just say something incredible?)
A muscle twitched at Asuka's temple.
"…Oh, really. Well then, I won't give up that spot next to him."
Asuka planted her hands on Shinji's desk and stared straight at Rei.
"I won't give it up either."
Rei, too, gently placed her hand on the opposite side of Shinji's desk.
—With Shinji's desk between them, the two faced off in silence.
Every gaze in the classroom converged on the three of them.
"H-Hey, let's stop. Okay? The ice cream's going to melt."
"Be quiet."
"Be quiet, Ikari-kun."
"…Yes."
Lunch break, 12:40 PM.
Shinji stared at the vanilla ice cream slowly melting on his desk.
Should he eat it?
But in this atmosphere, he couldn't imagine eating anything.
"Ahh, what a bloodbath."
From a distant seat, Mari's voice drifted over lazily.
"Mari, help me."
"No way. It's entertaining. Besides, if we're fighting over the spot next to you, I'd li
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