On the eve of my sister's birthday, I told my sister about my secrets, and she gradually accepted me despite hiding them all the time.
Sitting on her bed, I one by one revealed my secrets and slowly revealed my real identity to her. I also gave her some information about Earth, like that it's a world without magic and that magic only exists in fantasies.
"You've been hiding this all the time? Now I understand why you keep it hidden from the others. It would have a great impact if it were revealed to the public. It would attract the attention of evil people who would take advantage of us."
Like my sister said, my skills and blessings were so absurd that they could even make an impact on the world. It were too broken and could break the power balance of the planet.
People want this kind of power at their disposal for improving their own influence, fame, and authority. If these kinds of people fixed their attention on me, it would definitely disturb the lives of my family.
"So this is why you gained more level than me even though I worked harder than you. Your blessings shortened the amount of experience required to level up. You also gained additional stats, making you stronger and stronger."
"Sorry. Maybe I am too selfish and hungry for power when I make wishes to the Goddess.
"Still, the usefulness and convenience of your skills and blessings, like your Computerized Mind Unique Skill. You said that it allows you to gain access to the information from your previous world, right?"
"Yeah."
"Could it be that… the things that you had made…?"
"Yeah. The dishes I created, the musical pieces that I composed, the inventions that I invented, and the knowledge that I discovered—all of them originated from my previous world. And here, I am just copying those things and claiming them as my own…"
To make my life easier and more exciting, I've been recreating various things from my previous world in this one. Machineries, food, entertainment, and more. I recreated them due to my homesickness and the boredom that I endured for many years.
"Are you worrying about something as trivial as plagiarism? Even though you recreate those things in this world, it is still another world. Besides, you weren't the only one who had done it, so it's not a problem at all."
"Yeah… You're right. They are dead anyways, so I have nothing to worry about."
The First Pope introduced the concept of religion. The Mother of Arts had contributed much to the field of arts by just spreading her knowledge from another world. We, reincarnators, may not be the originals, but we contribute for the sake of the advancement of technologies and knowledge in this world.
"That's why you shouldn't be pessimistic and should be proud of yourself."
"Thank you, sister. I must fill myself with confidence. Without your words, I would have been consumed by my conscience and ruined myself from guilt. I truly thanked you for taking heed of my words tonight."
"You're welcome."
Now, I can recreate various things without worrying about what the original creator would think. Although I have to do it in moderation. Or else, people with bad intentions will take advantage of us and use us for their own satisfaction.
"Let's move to the next topic. I am really curious about your world."
"Then, I'll tell you some things about my past world. Like I said before, our world doesn't have magic, and we depend on science and technology. A world without magic means there are no magic crystals or magical beings. The creatures residing in our world are only humans and animals. There are no other races like elves, dwarves, beastmen, spirits, demons, monsters, etc. And our world right now is in peace; the last war occurred decades ago."
"That's really different from this world. You must have difficulties in the transition between two worlds with different cultures and common sense, right?"
"Not at all. Even though our world has no magic, it still exists in fantasies and fictions. So I had almost no difficulties and easily adapted to my new environment. Except for learning this world's language, culture, and common sense. Although, the level of technology here is rather primitive than in my previous life."
Isekai and fantasy stories are my favorite genres for novels, manga, and anime. So I had no problems living in this world.
"How do you live in a world without magic?"
"Well, unlike here, where people use magic, we use science and technology for our daily lives. We use things like machines, appliances, and gadgets to make our lives easier. For example, instead of using a broom, we use an appliance called a "vacuum cleaner," which suckers up dust."
"That's so convenient. What about the weapons?"
"We used weapons that use gunpowder, called guns. Unlike this world's muskets, our guns can fire bullets rapidly and accurately."
There were already firearms in this world. It was a muzzleloader firearm called a musket. It was lethal up close but had low accuracy at long range. Because of that, marksmen and adventurers rarely used muskets. It produces a loud sound that might alert your target and its surroundings.
It is commonly wielded by the soldiers in the cities and sometimes by people with low affinity for magic. Shooting Arts could be applied to the muskets, but due to their one-shot-at-a-time rate of fire, they were rarely used.
"There are so many interesting things in your world. I wished I had a chance to witness it with my own eyes…"
"I think I can do something about that."
"Are you certain about that, Raphael?"
"Yeah. Wait a second."
I closed my eyes and entered my subconsciousness. I raised my right hand, opened my palm, and recited a magic spell.
"Projection."
"Wow."
After chanting the spell, a wide, translucent, rectangular board appeared in front of us. My sister held her breath upon seeing the sudden appearance of a huge board.
"Was that the firearms in your world? Looks different and is more powerful than the muskets. And what's with that attack speed?!"
"It is because it was loaded with thirty rounds per magazine."
Sister was in a state of astonishment seeing the firepower of the AK-47. The magic spell that I just used was a Level 3 Illusion Magic: Projection. It is a spell that projects the user's thoughts into the air.
Using the internet and my Computerized Mind, I am currently playing a downloaded video of a demonstration of an AK-47 from a video sharing site. I am making sure that only the video can be seen in the projection. It would be a catastrophe if she discovered my Homework Files.
"Seeing its firepower and the numbers of bullets it shot, it would eventually change the tide of the battle if these were used. How about bladed weapons?"
"Wait a second."
I temporarily disabled the projection to find a video about swords, which is my sister's forte. She's interested in any sword and wants to at least try every sword she knows.
"There. These are the types of swords in my previous world."
"Interesting. There are some swords that I am familiar with, and there are some that are new to me. I cannot read what's written in there, but this curved sword piqued my interest."
She analyzed the photos of each sword that I flashed in the projection. She pointed her finger at the sword that she was interested in, a katana.
"Oh, that's a sword called katana. It's a sword that only a swordmaster could wield properly." Then I played a video of a samurai executing the Iai Technique on a straw doll.
"It's thin and seemed unbalanced, but it's sharp and quick. It's rather the art of the blade than the weapon itself."
"Great observation, sister. Before it was used as weapons of war, but now, it is used for sports and entertainment, a hobby, and self-defence."
The rise of long-ranged weapons like guns reduces the use of melee weapons. It is not wrong to say that guns had the upper hand over swords in any battle in my previous world.
All of a sudden, my sister grabbed my left lower arm with both of her hands. She looked at my amethyst eyes with a pleading look.
(I think I know where it is going.)
"Hey, Raphael. Can you please forge a katana as your birthday gift to me?"
(I knew it!) "..." I didn't say anything as I shouted in my mind.
"You can't?"
"Ack!"
I exclaimed when she pressed her soft eighty-seven centimeters in circumference chest against my arms.
"Fine, fine. I'll make one for you."
"Thank you, Raphael. Now I know your weakness."
"Because it is filled with every man's dream!"
She happily smiled at me as she pressed her chest against my arm more firmly. Well, I'll admit that I am weak toward women. But I have to tell myself not to be captivated by it so much, or else I'll easily get manipulated.
Then, I got a notification from my Computer Brain. It is to remind me what the occasion of this day is.
"Oh. It's already midnight, sister."
"Hah? We talked so much that we didn't notice the time."
"Happy Birthday, my elder sister."
"Thank you, my little brother."
She hugged me, and I was submerged in her chest again.
"Then let's sleep together."
"Yeah. Goodnight, Sis."
"Goodnight, Little Bro."
We exchanged greetings and addressed each other informally. We laid on the mattress, turned off the Nocturnal skill, and fell asleep immediately.