author:Mountains hold gold
state:in the series
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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.,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:,Wait, wait a minute, I'm still here. What are you doing in front of the children!。