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Mrs. Kama's voice was soft and soothing, like the gentle flow of water on a summer day.,Kamo Kaede couldn't think too much. The fishy, rancid taste of goat milk filled her palate, and she was force-fed half a bottle of powdered milk by the maids.,Mrs. Kamo also doted on her only child, fearing that her fragile daughter might have an accident. Every night before she went to sleep, she would hold her daughter close and fall asleep together.。