001.Lets go to the Siscon World!

Translation: Äthiopiens Phallischer Megalith
Editing/Standardisation: Äthiopiens Phallischer Megalith

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<TL Note for the whole series: I will not translate Sister complex and Brother complex, due to their frequency in usage. Instead they will remain the portmoneau “Siscon” and “Brocon”. Both basically describe a (somewhat) extreme form of affection towards their own brother or sister, generally in a platonic sense but some even take it romantically>

“Kyouma Yoshino, I am sorry to say it, but you are dead.”

With a dissapointed frown, a young girl standing in front of my eyes told me as much.

“Eh?” was the only thing I could say, as I looked at the empty space stretching endlessly. And in the middle of this scenery, there was a single girl staring at me.

A girl with long silver hair, decorated by two small twin tails. Every time the hair swayed; it shone as if it was sprinkled with photon remnants. With an appearance akin to an Ukiyo-e artwork, it was sure to captivate anyone who would see it. Her body was shaped
in a way tailored to her ephemeral appearance, and her ample bosom would be sure
to attract the attention of men around the world.

She was so beautiful that I could hardly believe she was of this world.

“Hm? Did you just say I was dead?”

“Yes, unfortunately.” she added in the same tone as before.

“Well, if I am dead, why am I here? That aside, how did I die in the first place?”

“It seems like the reason was overwork.” the girl said in a sad voice, as she checked the
documents in her hands.

“Overwork huh…. Well, I suppose that is natural.”
“Shocking right?”
“No, it might even be for the better.”
“eh?”

I joined a big IT company after graduation from a famous university, which I worked hard from middle school on to get into. I was attracted by the Annual salary and the Name
recognition, thus I decided to join that major player.

But it turned out to be a black company. Overtime pay was only so much as to not violate the laws. Of course, due to unpaid overtime I also lost a lot of weekends.

Even so, I suspect there are more than 60% of people in Japan who work in a worse environment then me.

So, for three years I lived for my work, instead of working for my life. Working like an ant day in day out, without the courage to die. Maybe I was just waiting for this life to end.

“I guess I have been finally laid off.” I say while looking around, and realizing that despite
never seeing this place before, it looked familiar. Something you normally do
not see in real life, but through a screen.

“Kyouma, you lost your life at a young age. That, and the hardships you had to endure in life, give you the right to be reincarnated in another world.”

“Reincarnated in another world?”

That wording seemed familiar, lately these “otherworld reincarnation anime” seem to be all the rage. And usually before that, they meet in some god’s room. That is probably where I am right now.

“I do not want to force you to be reincarnated, but if you decide to, I can grant you a cheat
ability.” the girl continued.

“Cheat…… Right, the Isekai Cheat!” I remembered how these stories usually went.

“Yes, somehow the ones being reincarnated recently from earth seem know a lot about that.” the girl answered with a giggle slipping out and a little smile showing on her face.

“For example, getting the strongest magic, having an inexhaustible magic supply, possessing a super healing factor, eternal youth and longevity…… as long as it does not destroy the balance of the world, I can grant it to you.” She nonchalantly mentioned cheat level abilities which, if you could obtain even one of them, would grant you a live incomparable to Japan.

But I already decided on what I am going to wish for.
It is not going to be smartphone, nor four billion, and certainly not the girl in front of me.

“Well then, let me hear your desire-” the girl started saying.

“I WANT A YOUNGER SISTER!!!”

“—eh?”

“I want a younger sister with blonde hair in a Dutch lace braid! I want a sister who is good-looking, can study and play sports, but is a brocon! Wait no, instead of her already being one, wouldn’t it be better to raise her to be a brocon myself?”

“Uh, saying these things with such determination and seriousness in his eyes…. What a terrifying man.” she sighs, and after meeting her eyes, she made a gesture of hiding herself as if she was afraid or something and taking two steps backwards, with her eyes locked on to me as I was some kind of suspicious person.

“I can’t help it, I am a Siscon after all.” on my response she reacted surprised.

“Siscon? huh? But aren’t you an only child?”

“Yes, I am an only child, but also a Siscon. Is that funny?”
“No, just strange.” the girl replied upon my declaration, but clearly not being convinced. She seemed as she was making fun of me

“You didn’t consider 2D little sisters, did you.” I replied victoriously.

“No, no one normal would think about that. “

“I am severe 2D Siscon I’ll have you know.” I declared steadfast.

“….ok.”

That is right. When I was alive, I lived to enjoy content featuring younger sisters. Amines with younger sisters as heroines, comics, Light novels, Games.
Only while enjoying them, I felt alive. That is why, if there was such a thing as granting a wish, I would not hesitate to wish for a little sister.

“That is why I want a younger sister who is an incredibly beautiful girl! Oh, I would like to look
good enough to be liked by that sister. I want my little sister to think I am cool enough to study and do sports. Furthermore, I would like my family to have a degree of wealth so I can flirt with my sister.”

“Soo… good looks, diligent,athletic… middle- or lower-class aristocracy, did I get that right?” she tried count all my requests, but I was not done yet.

“Also, and this is the most important thing, she must be a real little sister!”

“A real little sister?”
“I WANT HER TO BE BLOOD RELATED!”
“why are you suddenly so zealous?”
“Because it is just that important.” I hopefully made my point clear.

There is a distinct difference between the “real sister” group, who enjoy the complications that a Blood related relationship brings with. But there is also the “Stepsister” faction, where marriage is possible.
The Conflict between these two groups will continue for hundreds of years to come. So that is why I had to make it clear to avoid slip ups.
“sigh…. I understand. So, to sum it up you are asking me for ‘A Status that is influenced by how cool you seem to your little sister’ right?”
exasperated the girl wants to wrap up the conversation.

“That’s possible?!”

“It is, it is also far less unbalanced than a normal cheat ability. But this is…” while she started explaining Laissez-faire, she trailed off and suddenly got a little more serious, as if realizing something.

So, it is impossible after all?
Getting a sister with so many great attributes?

No, I cannot let this moment pass by. Before she refuses, let me jump to the other world.
Is there anything like a gate around here?
Looking around now I noticed a door that should not have been there a moment ago. Thus, I wanted to make sure first.

“Is that where I should go to?”

“Yes, that’s right, but…”

“Well then, I will be off, because I want to see my sister right away!”

“Yeah yeah… No! wait a minute-” upon my declaration the girl answers in distress as if to add
something, but I pretend that I do not hear it and shake her off.
I open the door and jump straight into the darkness.

“UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! IM COMING MY YOUNGER SISTEEEEEEER”

“Just wait a second Kyoma!” I hear from above while falling free into the darkness. But my
mind was currently in a complete contrast to that darkness. I do not care about the cheat abilities of the other world.

It is not about that; 

It is all about my sister!