Hair as fiery red as pomegranate blossoms cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes were the same brilliant crimson as her locks. Yet, there was no arrogance or flamboyance to match their color. Instead, they resembled a lake rippling in the wind.,Therefore, until he was a few years old, Kamo Kaede had no idea what his biological father looked like.,Kamo Kaede calls this ability of hers "Construction." Though for now she can only construct the images of things right around her, maybe in two years she'll be able to recreate an entire room.。