Mrs. Kama's voice was soft and soothing, like the gentle flow of water on a summer day.,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.,Unconsciously, the maids' footsteps grew clearer and their mother's scent more intense. The skin under scrutiny felt a flush of heat... Her senses sharpened, her mind slowly piecing together the scene before her through these subtle clues.。