In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

So I was thinking—

"If I pray more diligently, I can make my voice heard once again in the Lord's word."

"The meeting with the 'angel' might be much sooner!"

"Then when everyone sees it together... no one will doubt me anymore, right?"

"..."

Joan of Arc's words have enlightened you.

Instead of waiting for some "miracle" that may never come, […].

[Why not just create these things ourselves?]

[If others were to "witness" this in some way, it would be tantamount to confirming Joan of Arc's account.]

"Brother, why are you not saying anything again?"

Joan of Arc lowered her head.

"Do you find my idea ridiculous?"

“No, that’s not true.” Ian snapped out of his reverie. “I just think you’re too kind.”

"but--"

"This is the Jeanne I know."

"I... will try my best to support you."

Joan of Arc was overjoyed to have her brother's approval.

Her toes were gently drawing circles on the ground.

"That--"

"Brother, may I ask you one more question?"

"what is the problem?"

"That's right……"

Joan of Arc looked at their tightly clasped hands and asked cautiously.

"Are my brother and I... now considered boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"..."

These are words that are more confessional and more transgressive than before.

Logically speaking, Ian knew he should refuse immediately.

but--

Joan of Arc looked at him with a pleading expression in her eyes.

If I reject her at this time...

This will probably hurt her a lot.

After thinking for a while, Ian reached out his other hand and gently touched his sister's head.

"What do you think of Joan of Arc?"

Do you think we count?

“I don’t know…” Joan of Arc answered very honestly, “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have asked my brother.”

"but--"

"If I could, I would hope it would be..."

"Hopefully?" Ian seemed a little concerned about this description.

"Yes!" Joan of Arc replied earnestly.

"Because my brother has never had a girlfriend, I've never had a boyfriend either!"

"This is practically a very serious first date!"

"Pfft." Ian couldn't help but chuckle.

"I really got you."

"but--"

Ian hugged his sister.

“Since Jeanne, you want it this way... then let it be.”

"Eh?!"

Joan of Arc's eyes widened—she clearly hadn't expected her brother to agree so readily.

But this surprise was quickly replaced by joy.

"Hmm~ I want to date my brother!"

Under the moonlight.

The brother and sister embraced and kissed each other on the quiet village road.

This is a forbidden agreement.

But it is also the most important emotional support at this moment.

Your relationship with Joan of Arc has become even closer.

However, your relationship with the other two was already very good.

So, after making the promise of being boyfriend and girlfriend, their way of getting along didn't change much.

[It's simply a matter of adding some everyday kisses and words to the existing routine.]

mua——

Lips parted.

"Brother~"

The blonde girl stood in the doorway with her hands behind her back, looking at her brother with loving eyes.

"I don't have to go to church today, so I'll cook dinner at home and wait for my brother~"

Come back soon!

"Yeah...I will."

"Be careful on the road~"

Scenes like this have become a part of your life.

But you haven't forgotten your purpose—you cannot allow Joan of Arc to suffer such injustice.

You begin secretly investigating who was involved in throwing stones and bullying Joan of Arc at the cabin that day.

This process wasn't difficult—because they had no intention of hiding it.

You and Joan of Arc are the village's infamous siblings.

Throwing stones at your cabin would be a heroic act.

You are very angry.

But you also realize they are very suitable as choices for "miracles".

late at night.

After glancing at his sleeping sister on the bed, Ian tiptoed out of the cabin.

He didn't suddenly decide to go out for a stroll in the middle of the night; rather, he wanted to begin his own plan.

What Joan of Arc saw were black-winged angels who could use "fire".

So--

Let's set off a few fires in this village.

Even if they are burned to death, they deserve it.

Ian didn't notice at all.

As he struck the first match, the dragon-shaped pendant around his neck began to flash with a black light.

A fire broke out in the village.

At first, people thought it was just an accident.

However, as time went on, fires became more and more frequent.

At the scene of each fire, a black feather was found.

Of course, this is something you prepared in advance—it's actually just dyed chicken feathers.

Some rumors began to circulate in the village of Domremi.

"Hey! Did you hear? This is the fourth fire this month!"

"Yes...and it seems like those black feathers were found at the scene again, right?"

"That's strange, I don't know what this is."

Upon hearing these words, Ian revealed a barely perceptible smile.

What he wants is a situation that no one can predict.

Only when everything is connected in a straight line can it create a truly impactful experience.

You have begun to spread rumors, intentionally or unintentionally, in the village of Dongremi.

[It's like Joan of Arc sensed "the wrath of angels."]

Although no one publicly stated that they believed these statements, they more or less influenced the villagers' thinking.

The investigation into those involved in the fire has also yielded results—they did not die, but they were severely traumatized.

People quickly discovered the commonalities.