Neo genezis evangelion book 1

Silence. I toss and turn restlessly after waking up. ...Damn, what a dream I had!.. The plot just swings - it's like I got into the anime "Evangelion", into the body of the main character, and even fought with a giant alien robot... And he won after all! I've rarely had such beautiful and interesting dreams... Okay, it's time to wake up, so as not to be late for practice... I open my eyes. I realize that I'm lying on a hard bed... Not on my bed. A pungent hospital smell hits my nose. Recent memories flash through my mind - a minibus, a jeep on the wrong side, a blow... Am I in the hospital after the accident? How long have I been here, I wonder? Although... Why are there hieroglyphs everywhere, and why do I understand them? Here, for example, is the "exit"... Damn, it wasn't a dream! What on earth is this!.. I look up at the sky in desperation... "An unfamiliar ceiling", I think, and I start giggling hysterically. I guess I'm already one hundred percent Shinji, even if I'm starting to think like him. Oh, damn it!.. My body aches all over... Still laughing like a madman, I lift myself up heavily and sit up on the bed. My whole body aches, as if after a good workout, my forehead is bandaged, and I'm wearing a hospital gown instead of my usual clothes. "Okay, it's not like it's all a dream, but", I tell myself emphatically. "I am me. And I'm going to do something else that will make all these objects and demons feel hot... And I'm not going to register in the infirmary! I hate hospitals!" I carefully lower my bare feet to the cool floor, walk over to the door, open it, and step out into the hallway. "Hey! Is anyone alive?" Silence... Thoughtfully, I walk up to the window pane, peering at the view outside the window - all the same wooded hills. Suddenly, from somewhere around the corner, a hospital gurney appears, equipped with all sorts of fancy hospital equipment. A pretty young nurse is rolling her. "Uh... Hello! Can I..." The nurse shushes me irritably, and only then do I see who is lying on the gurney. I'm speechless. A girl of about fourteen or fifteen. Hospital gown. Bandaged torso, right arm and head. There is a blindfold on his right eye. And the eye, by the way, is red. And short ash-pearl hair, coupled with unnaturally pale skin... There is no doubt that this is Ayanami Rei, the most mysterious and incomprehensible character in this world. I meet her eyes for a brief moment, and.. nothing. Zero reaction to me. The nurse continues on her way, the gurney turns the corner. Silence falls again. The emergency room of a hospital located somewhere in the middle levels of the command pyramid of the headquarters. I'm sitting on a chair. My head still hurts a little - it turns out I have some kind of deep scratch there. The hated hospital smell is everywhere, even from clothes. After my stay at the LSL, it was washed and boiled here, which actually didn't make me particularly happy - it would have been better if they had given me a new one... "Hello, Shinji!" Katsuragi's joyful voice reached me. "Misato!.." I jumped up. I was sincerely glad to see her - I liked her as a person from the very first meeting. Katsuragi came up to me and asked excitedly: "Are you okay?" How long have you been asking me about this?! "Are you okay? All right! (The peculiarities of the translation of the film into Russian in the 90s.) "In full. I wish I could eat something..." The girl winced. "I wouldn't mind a snack either..." Damn it! This is Katsuragi, and she doesn't have anything but instant noodles at home! ahh! It's also Japan, which means there's only seafood and rice around. No sausage, bread and pasta! And I also want meat, at least chicken, but they only eat fish and seafood. You never know that all kinds of objects A attacking here, how can I live with this?.. "Okay, Shinji, let's go." "Let's go, so let's go." Dejectedly, I followed the captain. "Why are you hanging your nose?" Just like that... ...We're waiting for the elevator. Oh! And here he is, my dear!.. The elevator doors open, and Gendo stands inside. Shinji would have turned away and ignored him, but I'm not him. And I quickly crushed Shinjin's weak attempts at protest. "Hello, Father," I stepped into the elevator, Misato following me. Gendo nodded at me silently. So, now you will need to try to start implementing your ideas... But to do this, I need to talk to Gendo, and given the odiousness of this character, I was frankly timid right now... Ugh. Deep exhale, finally decide... Forward. I gathered my courage and started talking to "father" (or is it already possible without quotation marks?). "Father, can I talk to you?.." He looked at me like I was a talking stool. "I'm listening to you." ...So, now the main thing is not to get too arrogant... "Father, I'm a NERVE employee now, right?" A slight nod is confirmation. I cheered up a bit. "And so... Do I have a rank and a uniform?" Well, it would be nice to have a salary, at least some... "I can feel the waves of surprise coming from Misato on my back. And what?" I really want a uniform and a rank - I didn't get into the army (and I didn't really want to), but I've always been interested in military subjects. Well, you have to provide yourself with pocket money, after all, to take a girl to the cinema there, to eat something normal... Damn, I need to buy a normal player for myself, otherwise it's always buggy in black in this cassette... ...Meanwhile, Dad now looked at me not just as a talking stool, but as a stool reciting all of Blok and Pasternak by heart. Damn, I guess I'm straying too much from the described psychotype... Okay, let's hope they decide that I just lost my mind a little bit in the fight... You already have a rank, you'll get a uniform. There will be money too, "Finally, they honored me with an answer." So, now let's try to get a little cocky. "Can I also have a personal weapon? For a successfully completed task, so to speak?" Gendo glared at him from under his chameleon glasses. "Thank you, Father! Goodbye!" I shouted at his back. Politeness is first and foremost... Pleased and proud of myself, I turned to Katsuragi. "Shinji, you're a jerk..." To say that Misato was surprised was an understatement. "What's the big deal?" I blink my eyes innocently. I've always dreamed of this! Save the world, be a military man and have a real gun under your pillow!.. "A maniac," the girl summed up and laughed. "No, it's more like just a kid. I bet you'll be asking to go to the shooting range with everyone..." Can I? I asked with sincere greed. Oh, let's shoot!.. Katsuragi realized that she had let it slip. Katsuragi and I walked along the corridor leading to the parking lot. Oh, that's my name! Damn, you have to get used to it... "Eh?" "How would you feel about staying with me for a while?" Mmm... Honestly, Misato-san? Not so much... You don't have a house, but a dorm room - a mess, drinking and nothing to eat, except beer and noodles a la Rus "rolton"... On the other hand, I don't want to be alone either, it's too depressing. Of course, I appreciate privacy and solitude, but not all the time! Moreover, I think it's not just about your pity for the boy who has to live alone... No, not really! No vulgar thoughts!.. But after all, Misato is my immediate commander and supervisor, so she's probably ordered to keep an eye on me, just in case. "And the company is good, at least it won't be boring. Overall, it's positive!" I replied cheerfully. "But only without dirty thoughts..." "What is it?!" Misato turned purple, becoming about the same color as her trendy red jacket. "Gee!" I chuckled, knowing what to push. "You little brat!.." So. Now let's find out how well Shinji can run... "Well, shall we celebrate today?.." "And what are we celebrating?"I asked. "Like what? Your housewarming party, of course!" Katsuragi rolled her eyes dreamily, not at all embarrassed by the fact that she was currently driving her Toyota Supra. Oh, oh, oh! Misato, I just want to rest now - well, I don't want to drink!.. Uh, wait. What am I worried about? She's unlikely to make me drink, but in the end, a couple of cans of beer wouldn't even hurt... I have endured a persistent aversion to alcohol since the very beginning of my student life (baptism turned out to be too cruel), which, however, has never prevented me from consuming these drinks from time to time... "Or maybe you don't need to?" I asked softly. "Let's cook dinner, okay?" Hmm, that's also a good idea... We're just going to the store...That doesn't give me much hope.