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The maple leaves in November burned like fire, a crimson so intense it was almost painful, much like the blood-stained gown of Lady Kamo.,At the beginning, she could only try to shrink into a ball as much as possible, or hold onto the crib railing tightly, providing herself with a sense of security in this helpless way.,To put it abstractly, each blood has its own unique characteristic. For example, Lady Kamemo's blood smells delicately fragrant, while the maids' blood is more common. Some have the scent of fermented fish, some are sweet, and others smell like dry wood.。

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