I’M INFLUENCED. 2006/04/20 22:59
I’m influenced.
2006/04/20 22:59
People are easily influenced.
Evangelion was pretty good.
I’m hooked.
How much better it would be
if I could write a post that began
like this.
That’s not the point!
I mean, sure, I enjoyed it!!
That’s not the point!!
I’m saying that I was influenced in an even more basic and fundamental way!
Oddly enough, Y-ko and Yumi decided to start watching Eva
while I was still busy preparing their tea in the kitchen…
I thought that the point of this get-together was so that you could show me this program!
I guess I’ll just have to scold you two ladies and force you to rewind!!
Y-k—
| Y-KO: | Oh hey! Can you bring out some plates and forks for the cake? |
| ME: | … Yes, ma’am. |
… Let’s see.
Plates and forks for the cake.
………
Sigh.
Pathetic.
I am so weak.
And yet I went ahead, bringing out the plates and forks, the cake, and the tea.
| Y-KO: | Thanks, pal. |
| YUMI: | Thank you. |
| ME: | … You’re quite welcome. |
| Y-KO: | Come on, dear. Sit down. The show’s already started! |
Y-ko patted the floor, making a “sit here” gesture.
… It’s not my fault that the show started.
You’re the one who pressed the play button.
I handed out the cake and tea and sat between Y-ko and Yumi.
There we go.
A little sigh.
My eyes move to the TV.
On the screen, I saw a timid, weak-looking boy with black hair.
… Ah, this must be Shinji.
No, before I could even make that judgment,
before I could even decide whether or not this must be the protagonist of the show,
there was a single thought that popped into my head.
It was…
this guy is an uke.
………
……
…
It took all of 0.2 seconds.
An instantaneous thought concurrent with my visual contact with the screen.
An absolutely reflexive reaction.
My first judgment of the first character I saw was he’s an uke.
That’s right.
The swiftness of my response was stunning.
If I had to make an example,
it was like the instantaneous, natural production of saliva at the sight of a pickle.
… Huh?
No, wait…
What the—?
| Y-KO: | What’s up with you? |
| ME: | … Um, I… |
| Y-KO: | …? |
| YUMI: | What’s wrong? |
| ME: | … I really don’t know how to answer that question… |
In fact, I wish that I could ask it.
What’s wrong, me?
I don’t want these reflexes.
