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.,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:,To say it's body odor isn't quite right either, because what I smell isn't really the scent of smell, but rather the bloody scent emanating from beneath everyone's skin.。