Translation: Äthiopiens Phallischer Megalith
Editing/Standardisation: Äthiopiens Phallischer Megalith
„Why on earth would you take off on your own??” I managed to say, but Kyouma did not hear me, or at least pretended to, and jumped into the door on his own.
I was still in the middle of thinking about his ability after all. There is nothing wrong with wanting a younger sister instead for a cheat ability per se, but there is a problem, if you can call it that. There has never been a person like this before and probably never will.
To live in comfort in another world, you need power. For this reason, people usually want cheat abilities. That is the norm, and how I think it should be.
If you are wondering, there are Demon Lord-like people in that world as well. This is also why I gladly hand out cheat abilities. In the case of Kyouma, the wish was too specific. I wished he would have thought a bit longer about it before going to the other world.
The problem lies with the skill [Status that is influenced by how cool your younger sister thinks you are]. On the first glance it looks like a mediocre skill. It is quite ordinary, and if you have siblings you may have thought about that before.
That is why I felt nothing wrong with it. But then I thought about it, and realized the forms this skill could take. Your status rises according to how much you want to improve the impression your sister has of you. That is undoubtedly a cheat ability.
But Kyouma does not seem to have such ambitions. Rather than improving his status, he just wants to make out with his sister. Perhaps he will never realize the secret of this skill. He is without any ambition after all….
With normal siblings, this ability should be within the realm of common sense. But Kyouma is a self-attested heavy case of Siscon. As someone who doted even on a 2D sister, if he had a real younger sister, there is no telling on what he would do for her. Wouldn’t it be too easy for him to become aware of the secret of the ability? I am probably overthinking this, aren’t I?
Most likely. Even if he were to develop the ability, it would still be inferior to others with cheats themselves. There should be no problem with that then.
“Little sisters….. he loves them that much huh.” I mutter, as I recall how enthusiastic he told me about the good qualities of little sisters. I have seen many people come from earth, but never one of his types.
He also mentioned something about “blood related sister” and “stepsister”. I believe they mean different things, but I am not sure of that. As expected of a person native to Japan, the country of Otakus.
“Is there any reason why he is so obsessed with younger sisters?” I muttered this while looking through the material I had on him.
When reincarnating a person, we goddesses are handed material concerning them. There it is recorded from what planet and which era they came from, the cause of their death before being reincarnated as well as a summary of their past. As this regards a lot of private topics, the past live does not mention any details. Because it regards previous live(s) it is also labeled as “confidential information”, therefore goddesses below a certain rank are not allowed to see it.
Well, but I can look at it. To see his past, I touched some material with my hand. By doing so, material that has been shrouded in grey began to reveal itself.
“uh-huh. That looks like a very ordinary past so far…” skimming through the material I found nothing wrong.
“…you’re kidding me.” I saw an unbelievable line of text that made my brain freeze for a moment. After I collected myself I looked towards the door that Kyoma just passed through. But, considering there was still just a door there, as he already departed.
“Kyoma, My…”
“Good Work, Emily. Let’s take a break….. Emily?”
“Oh, Sophia!” while I am still dumbfounded, my coworker Sophia comes through another door. She walks in with a nice posture, her short cut black hair swinging.
She is in charge of supporting the reincarnates in the same world as I am, so we are close colleagues and friends.
“What happened? What’s with that face?”
“huh? I wonder what face you are talking about.” I respond trying to play over the situation.
“A face like you just saw a dead person. Or rather that rather girly expression”
“Aren’t those two very different?” I can’t help but retort like that.
“I don’t get it either. You’re the one at fault for looking like that.” Said Sophia and began to laugh. Apparently she was right, and my emotions had even taken over my facial muscles.
“I’m a severe Siscon and I wanted a sister… eh?” If a terminal siscon would get a sister, he will probably dote a lot on her. Considering this, I probably should regularly check in to observe him and report back on how things progress.
That means…
“Uh Emily? Whats with that grim face just now?” my friend interrupts my thoughts.
“Grim face?”
“Well… it kind of looks like you are smiling at me while being angry on the inside.” She explains to me.
“I am not angry. Not angry at all about anything. No way I would be angry.” Yes. There is no reason for me to be angry.
Afterall I just sent a Transmigrator to another world. The same as I do daily, thus I usually don’t have any particular Emotional Attachments to them. Yet, there was something about this time that was gripping my heart.
But then I came up with an idea, so good it made my mouth drop open again. And as to not let Sophia find out about it, I concealed my loose lips.
(Authors note:)
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