Did Miss Kamo just b

Unlike anything I've ever smelled before, it was like vomit with rotting sashimi. It just felt unsettling in a way I can't describe.,However, it seemed he was still quite fond of his wife. Aside from the occasional pastry gifts, the frequency of his nighttime visits could be a telltale sign... Well, those details don't matter much anyway. Kamo Kaede gradually grew accustomed to the head of household occasionally dropping by and disrupting her quality sleep.,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.。