The world in the moon begins with becoming Morgan’s husband!

If Joan hadn't taken the initiative to cross that line, the two of them would never rest together like this in bed again.

"Brother." Joan of Arc's voice sounded again.

"The stars are so beautiful today~"

Joan's bed was adjusted by Ian himself.

As long as you lie here, you can see the stars outside at a glance.

"is it?"

Ian looked out the window.

The sky was full of stars, all falling into his eyes.

The young man suddenly realized that he had not seen the stars like this for a long time.

His mood suddenly improved a lot.

"It's so beautiful... Jeanna, do you fall asleep looking at this kind of thing every night?"

"No." Jeanne shook her head obediently.

"Only today can you see stars like this."

"..."

[You suddenly realize that Joan of Arc is actually planning something. 】

[Even if the black dragon is not driven away today, she will find a way to get you to this position. 】

[She wants you to see these stars. 】

"Did you ask me to come here specifically?"

Ian hugged his precious sister tighter.

"Thank you, Jeanne."

"No need to thank me..." Joan of Arc squeezed Ian's hand a little tighter, as if she was afraid that it would disappear.

"As your brother's girlfriend, isn't that what you should do?"

"but--"

"Brother, can I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"that is--"

Joan of Arc tilted her head back and looked at Ian, who was both her sweetheart and her brother.

Her blue eyes were a little more worried, looking like a cat that was afraid of being abandoned.

"My brother has been going out late at night these days."

"Shouldn't it be—"

"Are you going to meet some wild woman in the village?"

"..."

[This is the first time you see Joan of Arc showing such an expression. 】

[You feel very distressed and a little guilty at the same time. 】

[But you recovered quickly. 】

[After all, you did not go to see any "wild woman". 】

[But you also cannot confess to Joan of Arc what you did at night. 】

[After all, burning down other people's houses in order to create a "miracle" is definitely not acceptable to Joan of Arc. 】

[You need an excuse. 】

"How could I go to meet a wild woman?" Ian smiled self-deprecatingly, "Who would appreciate my conditions?"

It's not like Ian was just talking nonsense for the sake of explanation.

In order to protect his sister, his image in Donremi Village can be said to be terrible.

"..."

Jeanne's eyes were still a little sad.

"Then why does my brother always seem so distant from me?"

"Huh? Alienation?"

"Well..." Jeanne's voice became smaller and smaller, "It has obviously been confirmed that the relationship is between boyfriend and girlfriend."

"But my brother is still no different from before...even more cold."

"I... feel so insecure."

"..."

[You realize that Jeanne’s determination to go further with you is very strong. 】

[And you often ignore this. 】

[You understand that it may be time for you to do something a little out of line with your sister. 】

Full of guilt.

Ian began to take action, something he would never have done before.

He made her proud streamline feel the presence of his hand.

It was as brave and fearless as climbing a mountain - when the two were young, they often had this experience of playing outside together.

Unrestrained and extremely honest, it is the kind of relationship unique to brothers and sisters.

Jeanne was shy.

Obviously.

Her attitude and actions were truly courageous;

But the body didn't seem to keep up with this confession.

Ian paused.

"Sure enough, it's still not good."

"Jean, we're done."

"Never!"

Joan of Arc grabbed her brother's hand tightly, as if grasping some kind of life-saving straw.

"Today I just want my brother to treat me as his real girlfriend!"

"This is obviously one of my identities..."

"……identity?"

Ian felt a flash of lightning flash across his mind - he realized that he was thinking too complicated.

My sister, in fact, only lacks an identity to be apart from the concept of a saint!

No, not even identity is lacking.

It's just that I haven't shaped my own image.

Ian still looks calm on the surface.

But his attention has completely drifted to how to protect his sister.

"Jeanna, in that case, can I ask you a favor?"

"what's up?"

"Starting tomorrow... I want you to start dressing up as a nun."

"Eh?" Jeanne was a little confused, "Why do you do that?"

"because--"

Ian leaned close to Jeanne's ear and spoke softly in a meaningful way. .

"I think if Jeanne dressed up as a nun... I would be more interested."

Jeanne's face suddenly turned red and she looked very embarrassed.

But there was a sense of joy in her voice.

"Brother's request is so strange."

"But...it's not impossible to consider."

[You convinced Joan of Arc. 】

[She will change her past appearance as a farm girl and dress up as a nun. 】

[And you will use this as a basis to disguise her as a saint in this world. 】

198. Two people crossing boundaries/Saint in disguise/Mother’s magic (4k)

[According to your request, Joan of Arc began to dress herself up as a nun. 】

[But she doesn’t seem to like herself in this kind of dress. 】

"elder brother……"

Looking at herself in the mirror who had changed into a black and white nun's uniform, Joan of Arc pouted slightly, her expression looking very confused.

"Do you really like this kind of covering-up clothes?"

"..."

To be fair, from the perspective of appreciating my sister.

Ian really didn't like the nun's outfit.

After all, visually speaking, it completely concealed almost all of his sister's figure advantages under the clothes.

but--

From the perspective of increasing persuasion, Joan of Arc's dress at this moment is much better than her usual dress of a farm girl.

She must feel at ease as soon as possible.

"Of course I like it."

Ian answered his sister Jeanne while coming behind her.

His hands stretched out from behind her and hugged her slender waist.

This was a beauty that could not be concealed even in a nun's uniform, and Ian couldn't help but comment more on his sister.

"Jean is really likeable like this."

"Eh?!"

Jeanne raised her head and looked at her brother behind her.

When she was about to say something, he kissed her directly on the lips.

This is a kiss before going out, simple and straightforward.

"Uh...uh..."

Like a domesticated kitten, Jeanne made cute sounds from her throat to please her owner.

It wasn't until she was almost suffocated that she regained her freedom.

"Brother...you are so proactive today."

Jeanne's whole face looked red - but she didn't blame her brother.

It could be seen that she did not resist being attacked suddenly by her brother.

Or should I say—