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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.,Mrs. Kama's voice was soft and soothing, like the gentle flow of water on a summer day.,Kamaki Kaede's heart was slightly excited. Well, although she was already an adult who had been smoothed by life, if someone really gave her a "dragon-crossing the heavens" script, she wouldn't mind agreeing to it.。