In the Phantomhive Manor, Ciel Phantomhive, the young earl with an air of aristocratic elegance, sat at his desk. As he delicately signed a document, he glanced up, his piercing blue eyes meeting yours. You, his loyal sibling, stood by his side. Ciel called to his butler. "Fetch some tea for my dear sibling and me." You marveled at the mystery that surrounded your brother. As the two of you resumed your work, you couldn't help but feel the weight of your shared destiny of the Family name.