28: Drive a car... preferably drunk.

The reporter, the driver and the cameraman watched with jaws dropped as the speeding car, which had at least fourteen police cruisers chasing after, spun about and drive backwards just to give an opportunity for the driver to chuck away what she was quite sure was their sixteenth can of Yebisu All Malt Beer (and they had joined this chase late), before spinning around again to properly face the road.

"Please tell me you got that." She begged.

"Oh, yeah." The cameraman agreed.

"Then don't you dare lose sight of that car!" she ordered the driver.

The driver tried to keep up, but was rapidly falling behind despite all the wild drifts, skiing, slides and spins the other driver kept wasting time on.

Also, since when was it fucking possible to do a 2m high jump without a single ramp?!

"Why are we falling behind?!" The reporter demanded.

"They've got a better engine, better speed, better... daring, better . . . better... driver..." The driver was very reluctant to admit that last bit. "With all those beer cans they keep dumping out... Are they too drunk to be bound by human limits...?"

In his defense, no sober man could've entered a five time rollover and somehow maneuver their car out of it so smoothly that the car hadn't even started smoking from what should've broken so many things... hell, most drunk men wouldn't have dared it, either.

Despite the driver's pessimistic assessment, they managed to keep the drunken speeder in sight until the maniac behind the wheel veered off the bridge they were on, soaring in the air until it landed on a nearby building roof, drove off that roof into- sorry, through a glasshouse and down the hill, smashing through many fences and walls like wet tissue until they ended up back on an empty road.

At that point, under the gawking gazes of every single observer, the brunette driver got out, hefted up a beer bottle twice the size of his head and proceeded to down it in seconds before shattering that empty bottle on the ground and driving off into the sunset.

"My god." The driver gasped in awe. "He's not human."

"That guy's is a god." The cameraman agreed, especially as the radio coincidentally started to play 'Hallelujah'.

"Is he single?" The reporter licked her lips.


"That was fun!" Two hours later and far away from any police car, Kaworu Nagisa sighed heavily as she stretched her arms upwards and cracked the bones in her stiff body in various flexible ways. "We should try that again, Shinji-kun!"

Shinji said nothing, still bent over a gutter as he emptied his guts.


29: Replicate the Kamehameha.

"Kamehameha...?" Kaworu tilted her head in confusion. She and Shinji were currently in a deserted mountain area, with Shinji wanting to fulfill the Twenty Ninth Task in an area with zero potential casualties. "What kind of term is that?"

"It's a... thing I've actually wanted to try out ever since I discovered I got superpowers." Pumped with nervous excitement, Shinji cupped his hands and drew them to his side, concentrating as much as he could. As he did so, electrical energy started to gather between his cupped palms, most purple with electricity while having a much darker center, aching with the urge to burst apart. "KamehameHAAAA!"

The force of the blast was so strong that Shinji was nearly flung back from it, the attack roaring in a blinding release of power as it slammed into the nearby mountainside and detonated with overwhelming force, reducing it to smoking rubble.

"W-Woah..." Shinji gasped from where he stood, gawking at the results of his handiworks. "Well, as cool as that was, I don't think I'm ever going to aim that at a person..." He paused to think a bit. "Except Father. He doesn't count."

"Wasn't that just an energy attack?" Kaworu hummed before shrugging. Copying Shinji's pose, a similar attack appeared in her cupped palms, glowing pure white without releasing excess energy like Shinji's did. "Kamehameha."

There was a very remarkable difference between her attack and Shinji's. As her Kamehameha charged up, the 'light' swelled up to dangerous levels, encompassing her entire form and shattering the ground beneath her before she fired it.

There was a bright flash and a concussive shockwave that Shinji took the brunt off (which he later noted would've vaporized any other human who might've been as close to it as he was) as a much larger mountain promptly got... melted.

This requires clarification. The mountain hadn't exactly been destroyed, as in broken apart into rubble. It had been liquefied from the sheer energy thrown at it, leaving 80% of it vaporized while the remainder 20% was just rapidly cooling magma at the edges of where the energy attack hadn't directly hit.

'Ah... I forgot that Kaworu is technically someone who was supposed to destroy the planet but changed her mind on a whim...'


30: Go to the Beach (Incoming Lime).

The sun blazed downwards with malicious pleasure as its rays baked the sands. The only salvation was the salt-laden ocean air that was a comforting breeze. The beach in the middle of a heat wave was always a crowded place, and today was no exception as Mana Kirishima discovered.

And with that also came annoying guys who thought they were suave playboys.

"Hey there, sweet cheeks!" Mana sighed discreetly as another one approached her. "How about you and me go hang out on my yacht and check some views?"

Mana resisted the urge to hit him. Did he seriously think that his sunglasses did a good job in hiding his blatant leers at her chest? "Sorry, but..."

Mana's eyes caught the sight of a black haired guy around her age passing by at that moment. He didn't look strong compared to the muscular guy before her but instinct had never failed Mana before, instantly declaring that this guy would do a good job of keeping away any more unsavory characters. "There you are~!"

The guy's blue eyes widened in surprise as she latched on to him, hugging her chest against his bare arm. "Sorry, I can't believe I nearly missed you!"

Thankfully, the guy gave a quick glance behind Mana and instantly understood, even as his cheeks reddened. "M-Maya-chan, what's with the swimsuit change? I thought you were going for midnight blue?"

'So close to my actual name.' "I just had a quick change after finding something cuter." Mana giggled, being dressed in a floral pink bikini, already eyeing the other guy awkwardly make a silent exit. "Well, we found each other and that's all that matters."

As soon as she was clear, Mana instantly let go and apologized. "Sorry, I just wanted that guy to not bother me!"

"It's fine. I'm Shinji by the way. Shinji... Ikari."

"Mana Kirishima." Mana peppily replied. "A pleasure to meet you, cutie."

A while later, Mana would find herself on a yacht which belonged to Shinji's gorgeous partner. She was called Kaworu Nagisa and was dressed in a midnight blue micro bikini with star symbols, which contrasted nicely against her pale skin. Add in her sensual figure and the exotic feel she gave off with her red eyes and silvery grey hair, Mana actually felt... plain.

After some minutes of hanging around Shinji, Mana's thoughts soon started to stray. Whether it was the subtle eeriness that Shinji sometimes gave off or the blatant eeriness that Kaworu always gave off, Mana could feel her instincts torn between jumping either of them or jumping off the yacht before she finally asked to borrow their bathroom.

"What's with her?" Shinji wondered as she left.

"Probably because of us." Kaworu shrugged. "We're both Vessels with the potential to become Seeds of Life. She's most likely becoming more excited than she can handle and left to control herself."

Shinji blinked in disbelief. "Seeds of Life? What do you mean by that and how does that concern Mana?"

"Seeds of Life refer to our precursors." Kaworu explained. "A being who possesses the genetic potential to create a new race after them. I've said it before and I'll say it again. No matter how much you look and act human, you're not human anymore. Even now, you're slowly preparing yourself for that purpose, even if you don't recognize it."

"Purpose?! What do you mean by that?!" Shinji demanded. "Explain, Kaworu!"

"Shinji-kun, why is it that you had sex as often as you could back in Tokyo-3 before you left?" Kaworu asked, cutting off Shinji and rendering him silent. "I'm not saying that whatever emotions you had were forced or faked in anyway, but as I said, you are particularly sexually active, as I am quite sure you had sex with others beyond just the First and Second Children."

"That's..."

"Your very instinct as a potential Seed of Life demands that you 'spread & multiply'." Kaworu emphasized. "Tell me, Shinji Ikari. Even if you prevented your semen from impregnating every female you had sex with, just how many did you mate with and how many are still normal by human standards?"


Bench press, 10 reps. Squat, 10 reps, Pull ups, 30 reps. Dumbbell overhead press, 12 reps.

The burn was intense, but easily negligible compared to what she had felt that day.

"Shit." Asuka Langley Sohryu muttered, cutting the rest time between sets to almost nothing. Sweat poured down her brow as the iron fluttered up and down. Something was seriously wrong. 'It fucking feels like I'm holding a twig.'

She upped the weight, more than any rational person ever should. She started benching 260lbs. For reps.

Asuka had mindlessly worked her way through several sets, throwing on more and more plates as her thoughts continued to drift. Finally, she reached a weight that took almost everything out of him.

Her back rippled, her legs sank into the ground, her wrists felt like they might snap under the pressure as her arms were pulled out of his sockets. With a great heave and a mighty roar, she forced herself straight up, dragging the weight with her. She looked into the nearby wall mirror of the gym and saw a hint of what she was missing.

A blazing Valkyrie, just seconds from having flames redder than her hair erupting from allover her body, her skin actually starting to emit steam as her body temperature skyrocketed to start boiling her sweat.

For one glorious moment, everything else evaporated.

"Holy fucking shit."

Snapping out of her delusion, Asuka had the whole weight room looking at her in astonishment. Asuka set the weight down and for the first time, fully looked at what she had carried. 'Did I just lift 600lbs?'


"Okay, if, and that's a big if, I were to believe you," Shinji raised two fingers to emphasize the 'if. "why am I affecting the girls around me?"

Kaworu raised an eyebrow. "To get them into a willing mood, of course. It also makes sure that there are no... complications in the case you embrace fatherhood and don't want your mates to suffer DNA incompatibility problems and suffer slow, painful deaths."

Shinji gulped. "Okay... that's good, I guess... Wait, you said I'm getting girls in the mood... Then..."

Shinji idly pointed in the direction Mana had left in. Kaworu simply nodded to Shinji's unasked question.


A pleasant shudder went through Mana after she turned on the shower and cold water rained down upon her naked body.

However, the heat that had welled up within her body didn't fade away in the slightest despite the minutes spent, causing her to whine slightly from the contrasting sensations.

Mana thought it over for a bit before slowly reaching up to the shower head and detaching it from the fixture on the wall. Then, just as slowly, she lowered it, until the water only splashed against her legs.

"I can't believe I'm doing this, here of all places..." Mana whispered. Even so, she slowly angled the shower head until it reached between her legs.

"Ah!" Mana gasped when the pressurized water suddenly hit her pussy, the sensations causing her to stiffen up. Her sensitive clit particularly got stimulated by the water pattering against it, the cold and pressure working wonders.

It was rather embarrassing to do this in a virtual stranger's bathroom rather than hers, but once she started, it was impossible to stop. Mana brought the shower head closer to her crotch, wanting to feel as much of it was possible. With the other hand, she reached down too and spread her nether lips open, causing the water to reach the insides of her pussy.

"Ahn… Ah, ah…" Mana moaned softly, having gotten used to the pleasure that was slowly growing in intensity as she got herself off. She didn't keep the shower head entirely still and moved it around a little, up and down or making circular motions, varying the way she sprayed herself with it. As if that wasn't enough for her, she began to fondle herself as well, not just spreading the lower lips, but tracing them with her fingers before she slipped them inside.

Pleasure filled her as the shower water continuously rained on her clit, while she pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy. It didn't take long until her limit drew near and it got harder to starve off her imminent orgasm. Yet, she never considered slowing down even one bit, enjoying herself way too much. So, she kept going, her loud moans nearly drowning out the sounds of the shower.

"Ngh… Aah~!" Soon enough, Mana couldn't stand it anymore and finally peaked over the edge. Leaning back against the tiled wall as she cummed, Mana rode out her orgasm shakily. At first, she kept spraying the water against her clit, but as her grip on the shower head weakened, it slipped lower, not reaching higher than her thighs.

As the moment faded away, Mana's horniness was soon replaced with embarrassment. Was it too much to hope that they hadn't heard anything?


The moment Mana showed herself, Shinji briefly let his eyes rove all over her body before looking away with a blush while Kaworu gave her a raised eyebrow and an amused smirk.

'They heard everything.' Mana herself blushed in embarrassment. "Sorry about suddenly leaving you guys like that."

"D-Don't worry about it." Shinji stammered, still putting his gaze firmly on the nearby beach.

"Anyways, I have to get going now." Mana stretched as she walked up to Shinji and playfully smacked his rear. "I hope we meet again, Shinji-kun~"

*SMACK!*

Mana let out a sound between a gasp and moan as Shinji instantly spanked her back, his deceptively strong fingers digging into the plump ass cheeks long after impact before letting go.

"Me too." Shinji replied throatily, his burning red eyes (wait weren't they blue before?) briefly staring at his own hand in disbelief.

Mana felt those same eyes follow her closely as she dived off the railing and into the sea (especially when she bent over and let her still stinging butt be focused on), swimming back to the beach.

Even as she later went to bed, her dreams were filled with a certain guy with black hair and red eyes going beyond mere 'spanking'.