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Hair as fiery red as pomegranate blossoms cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes were the same brilliant crimson as her locks. Yet, there was no arrogance or flamboyance to match their color. Instead, they resembled a lake rippling in the wind.,And Kamo Kaede could barely see anything, plus the monotonous life of an infant, besides being tedious and difficult to endure, was also a kind of mental oppression.,Kamamo Megumi reached out towards the source of the scent, grabbing the other person's collar in response.。