Chapter 202: Where I Was Born
Asuka jumped into her room almost with her chin on her head, wanting to change into a refreshing outfit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As soon as she entered, she frowned, sniffing around with her little nose.
Since regaining her health, Asuka's physical fitness has greatly improved, and her five senses have risen to a level, comparable to that of a beast.
"Ahh
Shinji was washing his hands when he heard an angry roar from Asuka and quickly ran over, "What's wrong?"
Asuka pulled his collar and dragged him directly into the room, pointing at his nose and saying, "Why does my room smell of a pampered girl?
Shinji was shocked that Ayanami had only been lying here for a few hours, and it was what happened the night before.
In fact, everyone has a special body odor, which is not naturally emitted, but more the result of sweat, sebum and various bacteria fermenting together. In a house that has been overstayed, the "human smell" can remain for more than a few months, and people with a sensitive sense of smell can smell it.
Ayanami only uses the simplest shampoo and body wash, and does not use any other toiletries, so the body odor is almost non-existent. Despite this, it was noticed by Asuka.
"Uh...... I didn't have time to clean up that night, so I'll let Ayanami come to your room for the night. Rest assured, it's a new futon. ā
"It's my own aggression again, stupid Shinji, are you itching?" Asuka's eyes showed a dangerous light, and the cute tiger teeth came out, feeling dangerous and cute.
"I'm sorry, there's no next time...... Let's eat quickly, we're hungry. ā
"You're in such a hurry to eat other people's food, and I'll cook too." ā
Gollum...... Shinji could only protest with his stomach.
Misato couldn't go home for dinner today, so the three of them dealt with dinner in an eerie atmosphere. During this period, Shinji was full of praise for Ayana's ordinary cooking skills, but every time he got Asuka a look.
After eating, Shinji consciously washed the dishes. Asuka preempted the bathroom, because she was going to be the first to take a bath, perhaps because she disliked the water that others had used.
In the bathroom, Asuka turns the water temperature very high, so the mist fills the air, like a sauna.
She was humming a German song and soaking in a hot bath, when she suddenly fell silent, staring blankly at herself in the mirror, not knowing what she was thinking.
The girl in the mirror, her small face is a little thin, her skin is as translucent as white porcelain, and she looks a little pale after recovering from a serious illness.
"Mom, did that stupid guy do it on purpose? Knowing my feelings, he deliberately pretended to be stupid and didn't respond, and made some annoying moves......" Asuka began to think in pieces.
She stood up suddenly, and the water in the fish tank splashed and spilled all over the ground.
At this time, the girl in the mirror had regained her confidence and calmness, "No matter what, I will definitely win what I fancie." Even if I don't want to, others can only use my discarded products. ā
In the living room, seeing Ayanami sitting on a tatami mat and watching a soap opera like an ordinary girl, Shinji leaned over, "Ayana, what are you watching?"
"Watching TV. ā
"Uh...... Did you like the show?"
"There are a lot of things I don't understand, it's just that it's hilarious. ā
At this time, the heroes and heroines on TV began to quarrel, and the lines were bloody.
Seeing that Ayanami was fascinated, Shinji then asked, "Does Ayanami like to be lively?"
"I don't like it very much. Ayanami shook her head, "However, I like to watch the lively ...... in a quiet place."
"It's so comfortable~" Asuka suddenly appeared, wrapped in only a bright red bath towel.
"What are you talking about?" she pulled out a bottle of fresh milk from the refrigerator, tore it open and threw it into her mouth.
"Nothing, talk about some soap operas. ā
"Yes. Asuka took a sip of dry milk and exhaled.
"Ah, Asuka...... You ......" Shinji suddenly widened his eyes and pointed to her thighs.
Sure enough, are you addicted to my charm? Hehe, I specially raised the position just now, men are really superficial animals...... The corners of Asuka's mouth lifted, and she was even more satisfied, Shinji was still so unscrupulous in front of her pampered mother.
No, the pampered mother also stared at herself...... Asuka looked down and saw a thread of blood crawling down the base of her thigh, almost to her ankle. On the extremely fair skin, the blood was dazzling and shocking.
"Oh no! Aunt is here at this time!" Asuka was embarrassed, and quickly covered the bath towel and slipped back to the bathroom.
"Stupid Shinji, what are you doing in a daze, go find ...... in my room"
"Oh, I see, where?"
"In the first drawer under the closet!" Asuka hid behind the door, daring to show only half of her anxious red face.
Ayanami has nothing to do with herself, hanging up high, drinking tea slowly and watching the excitement, the two of them stared at each other, and there was the sound of electricity in the meeting of their eyes.
After a while, Shinji Dong Dong ran back, "No, only an empty bag." Can you use Miri's rescue first?"
"She's too big, how can I use it?"
"Huh?" Shinji looked confused, and then remembered the size of the tampon.
Asuka glanced at Ayana, Shinji understood, and asked with a smile, "Ayana, do you have any?"
"What is it?" Ayaba asked, tilting her head.
"That's the ......," Shinji said, gesturing, a little embarrassed to speak, "that ...... Girls use it every month...... Hygiene products. ā
"Toothpaste, toothbrush?" Ayanami continued to be confused.
So Asuka went crazy, "Spoiled mother, you're too stingy, can't you borrow a tampon?"
"That's the one...... Ayanami poked her chin with her finger, "I don't, I never use anything like that." ā
"Don't you bleed every month?" Asuka felt her IQ insulted.
Ayanami groaned for a moment and said seriously, "That's right, never." ā
"Are you still a woman?"
Hearing this, Ayanami fell into a cycle of self-doubt...... That's right, she's a bloodless woman.
"Hey, wait......" Shinji hurriedly rounded, "I'll go down and buy it right away, don't you guys quarrel." ā
"Who is arguing with her?" Asuka was angry and closed the door to clean up.
Soon, Shinji came back from shopping at a gallop, and Asuka was able to get out of the predicament.
After tidying up, he came out of the bathroom calmly, as if the humiliating scene had not happened just now.
Shinji was so amused that he had already slipped back to his room, closing the door and laughing.
Nothing was said all night.
The next morning, Shinji woke up to find Ayanami in the living room in a daze.
With Shinji's understanding of her, he can still decipher the emotion of "loss" despite his expressionless face.
It's rare, "What's wrong?" Shinji asked.
"My cup is missing. Ayaami's voice was thin, as if something very important had been lost.
"What cup?"
"Drink water from a cup. ā
"Oh, that beaker?" Shinji had long noticed, Ayanami used that cup to drink water and take medicine, it was originally an experimental instrument, and it was very unique for daily use.
Ayanami nodded.
"Where is it missing?"
"Left here last night. Ayanami pointed to the table in the living room.
"It's okay," Shinji patted her head, "I'll buy you a new one, it's okay to have as many beakers as you want." ā
"But ......" Ayanami hesitated, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "That's me...... The place where it was born. ā
"Huh?" Shinji was shocked that Ayanami had revealed a little bit of information about his background. As a clone, she was originally born in a biochemical laboratory, and it seems that that beaker has an extraordinary meaning to Ayana, and she must be helped to retrieve it.
"It's nothing, just forget it. ā
At this time, Asuka came back in a sportswear, still sweating, and it turned out that she was running.
Shinji hurriedly asked her where the beaker was.
"Oh, that cup is yours, huh?" Asuka looked at Ayanami and thought she was really wonderful.
"I thought it was something from the lab, and I was worried that there would be harmful substances left, so I threw it away with the garbage. ā
"What?" Shinji was startled, and Ayana's eyes widened.
"Isn't it just an empty cup, what's all the fuss about?" Asuka wondered.
"Let's go, let's go downstairs and find it!" Shinji grabbed Ayana's hand and ran downstairs.
"Eh, the garbage has been transported at this point in time, don't waste your efforts......"
Ignoring Asuka's advice, Shinji takes Ayanami to the parking lot and quickly drives a sports car painted purple and green.
It was the entry-level supercar he asked Miri to buy.
"Q, can you find the garbage truck that came downstairs to pick up garbage just now?" Shinji immediately asked the AI assistant via a real-time network connection.
"I'll try...... Search for street monitoring information...... Found it, the license plate number is TK7354, here is the navigation information ......"
"Okay. "Shinji Daiki," Ayana, don't worry, we can find it. ā
"No hassle. Ayanami was a little reluctant.
"No, that cup must be important to you, right?"
"Just proof of existence......"
"Alright, let's go!" Shinji stepped on the accelerator and walked away to the roar of the engine.
"Crazy!" Asuka shook her head as she looked upstairs at the disappearing sports car below.
Shinji's sports car was speeding all the way, and he quickly caught up with the garbage truck and successfully stopped the other party.
When the driver's uncle got out of the car and was about to get angry, Shinji used the banknote Dafa and claimed to have lost an important item, and the other party quickly smiled.
However, in the face of a car full of garbage, which is still sealed in the carriage, Shinji is a little helpless, how to find this?
"Well, young man, you go with me to the garbage dump, and I'll find a clean place to unload the garbage, and you can look for it slowly, how about it?"
Shinji pondered for a moment, then finally nodded. There is no way, it can only be like this.
So, in the garbage dump full of crows, Shinji and Ayanami face the morning sun, rummaging through garbage bags all over the ground.
It took two hours for Shinji to find their garbage bag, sweating profusely.
I opened it and flipped through it, and soon I saw an inconspicuous beaker, reflecting a crystal luster under the scorching midday sun.
"Found it, Ayana!" Shinji held the cup aloft as if he were holding a rare treasure.
Shinji's bright smile, his stained face, and the cuts on his hands that were cut by bottles and cans, Ayanami will never forget, deeply imprinted in his memory, and will never be erased.