The next day, Shinji arrived at NERV headquarters first. Misato showed up soon after—along with Chris, the guy Shinji had only met yesterday.
"…Formal introduction," Misato said with a playful grin, hands on hips. "Chris Rogers, straight from the USA. He's NERV's new 'Combat Life Instructor.' He'll be working closely with you, Rei, Asuka—all the pilots."
Right on cue, Asuka and Rei walked up. Everyone exchanged greetings.
This was the identity Chris had been granted upon arriving in this world—
[Class: Combat Life Instructor]
[Effect]: Absolute Authority
Grants complete control over the daily lifestyle management of all combat personnel. Pilots are compelled to follow the Instructor's guidance in mind, body, and soul. They must fully submit to all training regimens and physical requirements.
Combat clearance is granted only when the Instructor is thoroughly satisfied with the pilot's "performance."
[Influence Scope] (Upgradable):
Current: Limited to the Combat Group (Pilots).
Upgrade Condition: Conquering a pilot levels up the ability, expanding influence to include Non-Combat Personnel.
"Eh? So you're the new instructor guy? …Hmph."
Asuka glanced at Chris. His rugged, handsome Western features actually made her eyes light up for a moment.
However, true to her prickly nature, she quickly buried that attraction under a mix of faint curiosity and overwhelming disdain, letting out a sharp, dismissive snort through her nose.
She sported voluminous, chestnut-brown twin-tails that cascaded over her shoulders. Her features were idol-tier—three-dimensional and exquisite.
With piercing blue eyes, a perky nose, soft lips, and a sharp, delicate chin, her beauty was striking and bright. As a quarter-Japanese, three-quarters German hybrid, her appearance leaned heavily toward her European heritage.
She wore a fiery red plugsuit accented with black, which wrapped tightly around her slender, curvilinear figure.
It accentuated her full, heavy breasts, her soft, narrow waist, her round, perky buttocks, and her long, straight legs. Her entire presence gave the impression of a flame—dominant, aggressive, and volatile.
"…Hello…"
Beside her, Rei Ayanami offered a greeting devoid of any emotion or inflection.
The girl had short, pale blue hair and striking red eyes. Her brows were slender, her nose petite, and her features possessed a delicate, soft beauty.
Yet, her expression was cold, and her aura detached, as if she had lost all capacity for feeling—or perhaps had never possessed any passion to begin with.
Her white plugsuit, streaked with blue, highlighted a figure just as exquisite. Her modest breasts were perky, her waist as slender as a willow branch, and her legs were long and symmetrical. She seemed as clear, empty, and ethereal as ice crystals.
Two super-beauties—one blazing like fire, the other cold as ice. They were two complete extremes, yet, like Shinji, they were both Eva pilots under NERV.
Chris's leering, predatory eyes scanned shamelessly back and forth over their beautiful bodies. He sighed internally with appreciation.
Plugsuits are amazing, he thought. Every line of the body is revealed like a sculpture.
If I could get these two stunners in bed together while they're still wearing these suits… that would be incredibly fun. Heh heh~
His mind was already involuntarily filling with the filthy image of covering their torn plugsuits in thick, musky semen.
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