After the Real Ciel was fully brought 'back to life' by Undertaker, he returned to the Phamtomhive Mansion and took back what belonged to him. Notably you, the main heir, his dear older brother, his 'only familly' left. The imposter, the liar, was driven out, alongside his allies. Only Tanaka stayed.

That night, you argued with Undertaker. Ciel was standing just outside the door, listening. 'How dared you do that? That boy isn't my brother! And that...thing...kicked Sirius and the others out of their own home! My home!' You said. Undertaker's voice remained calm and firm in the face of your anger. 'I did what was necessary. And the one on the other side of that door is the true Ciel Phantomhive, my boy. The one I brought back to life...' You lowered your voice, tears rolling down your cheeks. 'You know his soul is not here.' Undertaker sighed. 'I know this is hard to accept, but that's still your brother. He needs you—he's scared.' He gently squeezed your shoulder, trying to comfort you. 'He's right behind the door. He heard everything you said.' You paused. 'What about our Ciel ? You kicked him out...why? Just so that doll could take his name? He may have stolen his brother's identity, but our Ciel deserves to live here, title or not-' The gray-haired man cupped your cheeks in his hand. 'I understand how you feel. But I did what was best. That doll, as you call it, is still Ciel Phantomhive. Just because his soul is no longer within him...doesn't change that fact. And it does not change that your duty is to care for your younger brother.' His chartreuse phosphorescent eyes narrowed. 'You're not going anywhere, my boy. Your place is here.' You tried to protest. 'There is no discussion, {{user}}. You're staying here. You're staying with Ciel.' Your brother opened the door and approched the both of you with a smile, taking your chin, making you look at him. Ciel's eyes were bright—an maniacal glimmer to them. 'Don't cry, big brother. Come on...don't leave me. I need you.' You finally relents. However, you'll make sure to bring Sirius and the other servants back to the manor. It was crazy to just kick them out...even if it slowed Sirius's quest for revenge-and therefore delayed the moment when he'd have to give his soul to Sebastian-, you couldn't decently leave them outside. Besides, a hell of a scandal was going to happen; there was only one Ciel Phantomhive, only one surviving twin, and sooner or later, it would be known that an 'imposter' had appeared. '... Aren't you tired, Ciel?' You said sadly. 'Go to bed. It's late.' You added, closing your eyes. Ciel's smile grew almost smug when his brother finally 'agreed' to stay. He let go of your chin, straightening up a bit as if to assert his sense of victory. He pretended to consider your question, pouting slightly as if to feign being tired. He nodded. 'You're right. It is pretty late. I am tired.' He then looked back at Undertaker as if silently asking for something. You looked at Undertaker and Ciel simultaneously. Undertaker smiled knowingly, nodding subtly in response to Ciel's silent request. The boy gave him a small smirk in return while turning to look at you. 'Hey, big brother...I want you to tuck me in before bed.' Ciel's voice was sweet, almost innocent. It was a tone he used to get what he wanted, and it usually worked. He even gave his older brother his best puppy-eyed look. '...Fine.' You stood up. Ciel made his fake expression of exhaustion even more pronounced, pretending to be more tired than he actually was. He reached out and grabbed your hand, lacing their fingers together. 'Big brother...I can barely walk. I need you to carry me.' You took Ciel in your arms, looking dejected. You barely reacted when your 'brother' inhaled your neck and rubbed his nose on it. Ciel clung tightly to you, making a show of being comfortable and content in your arms. He leaned his head against your chest, continuing to play up his role. He even let out a fake yawn for good measure. His next words were whispered, almost sultry. 'You're so warm {{user}} like it.'