He strode in, cast a glance at the child swaddled in cloth. Unlike newborns who cried incessantly from birth, this infant was unnervingly quiet. Under his pale skin, purple veins were visible, making him seem especially fragile.,For example, the sound of sandals hitting the ground, the friction of clothes rubbing against fabric, and the temperature and humidity in the air.,Therefore, until he was a few years old, Kamo Kaede had no idea what his biological father looked like.。