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チェンソーマン・レゼの切ない夜

『チェンソーマン』のレゼを描きました。夜の路地裏で感情が溢れ出してしまったような、彼女の繊細で儚い表情に心を惹かれます。この切実な想いが少しでも伝われば嬉しいです。気に入っていただけたら、いいねやフォローをよろしくお願いします！

#Chainsaw Man #Reze

Veröffentlicht: Nov 11, 2026

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character: reze_(chainsaw_man) 1girl, solo, reze, purple hair, black hair with purple tint, short hair, hair bun, hair between eyes, black ribbon in hair, green eyes, white sleeveless shirt, black ribbon at collar, crying, wailing, sobbing loudly, streaming tears, tears on cheeks, open mouth, crying with eyes closed, trembling, hunched shoulders, from below, close-up, dutch angle, alley, back street, brick wall, narrow passage, night, dim lighting, looking down, hands at face, 号泣 The camera sits low, tilted a few degrees off level, looking up at one girl from below and slightly to her right. The alley closes around her: two brick walls rise steeply on either side, their upper storeys converging toward a thin strip of night sky that is the only cold thing in the frame. She has crumpled into the passage — knees buckling, back bent forward, hips pushed against the left wall so that her shoulder blade and the flat of her forearm take her weight against the brick, both palms pressed flat to the damp masonry. Her head hangs low, chin toward her chest, and her shoulders heave in uneven jerks, the whole torso shuddering on each sob. Her short purple-black hair is mussed: the bun at the back of her head has loosened and droops, loose strands falling across her forehead between her eyes and sticking wetly to her temples, the black ribbon in it pulled askew. Her eyes are squeezed shut, red and swollen, lashes clumped; tears run continuously down both cheeks and off her jaw, and one thread of them slides along the seam of her neck and darkens the collar of her white sleeveless shirt. Her mouth is wide open, drawn down at the corners, the wail caught at its loudest — a raw, ugly cry, no composure left in it. Her bare arms are goosefleshed in the cold. Light comes almost entirely from a single streetlamp behind and above her shoulder at the mouth of the alley, so her back and the brick at her shoulders fall into shadow while the lamp cuts a hard rim down the side of her face, catching the wet tracks on her cheek and the shine on her open lip; the alley floor in front of her is broken by a gleam where her tears have struck the paving. A puddle beside her knee holds a dimmer, softer reflection of the lamp. Palette is restricted to cold blue-grey brick, the sodium amber of the lamp, and the flat white of her shirt — everything else sinks into the shadow. Quiet grief, raw and unguarded.

チェンソーマン・レゼの切ない夜

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