Hair as fiery red as pomegranate blossoms cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes were the same brilliant crimson as her locks. Yet, there was no arrogance or flamboyance to match their color. Instead, they resembled a lake rippling in the wind.,Darkness fell again, and Kamo Kaede grabbed onto the other person's fingers.,Kamo Kaede thought about it for a long time, but ultimately had no choice but to yell out twice, pretending to be woken up.。