Kamo Kaede opened her eyes in the cradle. Her white eyes, with a hint of gray, looked somewhat vacant.,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.,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.。