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A faint fragrance drifted to her nose. Soon, a pair of warm hands lifted Kamado Kaede up. A gentle voice from the front belonged to Lady Kamado:,Unlike anything I've ever smelled before, it was like vomit with rotting sashimi. It just felt unsettling in a way I can't describe.,Now she was sure, these foul smells definitely came from her own father—the head of the Kameo clan.。