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- 潮田渚(暗殺教室),下ろした髪,赤面,メイド服,ミニスカメイド,へそ出しメイド,スカートの丈を気にしている,恥じらい,プルプルしている,E組校舎の教室,正面からのアングル,ホワイトブリム,昼,
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- pro
- Tag Kualitas
- ﹝Petunjuk﹞
- Ukuran
- 1104 x 1824
- Metode Sampling
- Euler
- Negatif
- lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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character: shiota_nagisa, copyright: ansatsu_kyoushitsu
1girl, solo, shiota nagisa, blue hair, hair down, long hair loose to the shoulders, blue eyes, short stature, blush, full-face blush, embarrassed, trembling, nervous, worried about skirt length, maid outfit, midriff-baring maid, miniskirt, frilled apron, puffy short sleeves, white brim, hands pulling down skirt hem, looking down at skirt, front view, standing, classroom, E-class school building, wooden desks, daytime, sunlight, from below, cowboy shot
Front view, eye level tipped just slightly upward from a degree below her chin height, so the ceiling of the classroom and the tall window frames lean in behind her. A single girl stands alone at the center of the frame in the E-class school building's classroom, caught mid-moment with her weight shifted onto her right leg while her left knee turns inward, hips angled a half-step away from the lens even though her shoulders square to it. Her long blue hair is loosed from its usual ties and falls straight past her shoulders to the small of her back, the left side swept forward over one collarbone by the motion, a few strands fluttering outward in the still air. Blue eyes drop downward and to her own hip, watching her hands. Her fingers curl into the side hem of the miniskirt and tug it lower, knuckles pale with the strain, both arms straight down, elbows tense. The miniskirt's pleated hem sits a finger's width below the white brim of her ruffled apron, and the brim's scalloped edge bounces faintly with a fine tremor that also stirs the puffed short sleeves at her shoulders. Her mouth is pressed shut, lower lip caught slightly, brows drawn up in the middle, cheeks deeply flushed. Above the skirt the maid bodice is cut high, baring her midriff from the ribs to the waistband; the bare skin there catches a warm, light rectangle from the window like a struck match. Behind her, row after row of worn wooden desks and chairs recede, and a blackboard with faint erased chalk smudges spans the far wall. Afternoon daylight floods in from the tall windows on the left, laying long bright parallelograms across the floorboards and crossing her right side; her cast shadow falls to the lower right and her apron's white brim glows at its lit edge while the folds beneath stay cool and grey. The classroom is empty, the depth of it softened by distance. Palette of honeyed afternoon wood, chalkboard green, her blue hair and the crisp white apron against warm skin. Quiet embarrassment.
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character: shiota_nagisa, copyright: ansatsu_kyoushitsu
1girl, solo, shiota nagisa, blue hair, hair down, long hair loose to the shoulders, blue eyes, short stature, blush, full-face blush, embarrassed, trembling, nervous, worried about skirt length, maid outfit, midriff-baring maid, miniskirt, frilled apron, puffy short sleeves, white brim, hands pulling down skirt hem, looking down at skirt, front view, standing, classroom, E-class school building, wooden desks, daytime, sunlight, from below, cowboy shot
Front view, eye level tipped just slightly upward from a degree below her chin height, so the ceiling of the classroom and the tall window frames lean in behind her. A single girl stands alone at the center of the frame in the E-class school building's classroom, caught mid-moment with her weight shifted onto her right leg while her left knee turns inward, hips angled a half-step away from the lens even though her shoulders square to it. Her long blue hair is loosed from its usual ties and falls straight past her shoulders to the small of her back, the left side swept forward over one collarbone by the motion, a few strands fluttering outward in the still air. Blue eyes drop downward and to her own hip, watching her hands. Her fingers curl into the side hem of the miniskirt and tug it lower, knuckles pale with the strain, both arms straight down, elbows tense. The miniskirt's pleated hem sits a finger's width below the white brim of her ruffled apron, and the brim's scalloped edge bounces faintly with a fine tremor that also stirs the puffed short sleeves at her shoulders. Her mouth is pressed shut, lower lip caught slightly, brows drawn up in the middle, cheeks deeply flushed. Above the skirt the maid bodice is cut high, baring her midriff from the ribs to the waistband; the bare skin there catches a warm, light rectangle from the window like a struck match. Behind her, row after row of worn wooden desks and chairs recede, and a blackboard with faint erased chalk smudges spans the far wall. Afternoon daylight floods in from the tall windows on the left, laying long bright parallelograms across the floorboards and crossing her right side; her cast shadow falls to the lower right and her apron's white brim glows at its lit edge while the folds beneath stay cool and grey. The classroom is empty, the depth of it softened by distance. Palette of honeyed afternoon wood, chalkboard green, her blue hair and the crisp white apron against warm skin. Quiet embarrassment.
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さば
character: shiota_nagisa, copyright: ansatsu_kyoushitsu
1girl, solo, shiota nagisa, blue hair, hair down, loose hair, short hair, blue eyes, maid, maid outfit, maid headdress, black dress, white apron, frilled apron, short sleeves, miniskirt, midriff, navel, bare midriff, bare arms, bare legs, white thighhighs, embarrassed, blush, full-face blush, trembling, nervous, worried, looking down, front-facing angle, straight-on, standing, hands on skirt hem, pulling skirt down, class e school building classroom, daytime, wooden desks, blackboard, sunlight, shojo aura, sweatdrop, from front, cowboy shot
Front-facing eye-level composition, the girl centered and facing the lens squarely, seen from mid-thigh upward. She is a slight, small-framed girl with chin-length-ish blue hair now worn completely loose and down, falling around her cheeks and brushing her shoulders in soft strands, bangs parted over her forehead, blue eyes cast down and to her right, not meeting the lens. Her whole face is flushed red across cheeks and nose bridge and up to the ears, brow drawn up in the middle, lips pressed thin and slightly parted on a held breath. Both hands are down at the hem of her skirt, fingers curled into the fabric and tugging it lower, knuckles pale, thumbs hooked under the edge, the skirt pulled taut at the front and riding up at the sides anyway; her shoulders are hunched inward and both knees are pressed together with the feet close, weight on her toes, the fine shiver visible in the fabric and in a small sweatdrop at her temple. She wears a black maid dress with puffed short sleeves and a white frilled apron over it, the apron bib small and the waistband cinched high so a bare band of midriff shows between the dress hem of the bodice and the top of the skirt, navel visible; the skirt is very short and flared with white frill at the edge, white thighhighs on her legs. A frilled white maid headdress sits on the crown of her head, holding back nothing, her loose hair spilling out from under it.
The classroom of the old school building wraps behind her: worn wooden floorboards, rows of scuffed wooden desks and chairs pushed slightly out of line, a green blackboard along the back wall, tall windows on the left with afternoon daylight pouring in and laying long bright parallelograms of light across the floorboards and across the desks, dust drifting in the beams. The window light is the only light source, cool white on the left side of her face and dress, warm shadow falling to her right, her cast shadow stretched on the floor behind and to the right of her feet. Palette of warm brown wood, chalk-green, cream apron and black dress, with the pink flush on her skin as the one saturated accent. Quiet, flustered, tender embarrassment.
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character: shiota_nagisa, copyright: ansatsu_kyoushitsu
1girl, solo, shiota nagisa, blue hair, hair down, long hair loose to the shoulders, blue eyes, short stature, blush, full-face blush, embarrassed, trembling, nervous, worried about skirt length, maid outfit, midriff-baring maid, miniskirt, frilled apron, puffy short sleeves, white brim, hands pulling down skirt hem, looking down at skirt, front view, standing, classroom, E-class school building, wooden desks, daytime, sunlight, from below, cowboy shot
Front view, eye level tipped just slightly upward from a degree below her chin height, so the ceiling of the classroom and the tall window frames lean in behind her. A single girl stands alone at the center of the frame in the E-class school building's classroom, caught mid-moment with her weight shifted onto her right leg while her left knee turns inward, hips angled a half-step away from the lens even though her shoulders square to it. Her long blue hair is loosed from its usual ties and falls straight past her shoulders to the small of her back, the left side swept forward over one collarbone by the motion, a few strands fluttering outward in the still air. Blue eyes drop downward and to her own hip, watching her hands. Her fingers curl into the side hem of the miniskirt and tug it lower, knuckles pale with the strain, both arms straight down, elbows tense. The miniskirt's pleated hem sits a finger's width below the white brim of her ruffled apron, and the brim's scalloped edge bounces faintly with a fine tremor that also stirs the puffed short sleeves at her shoulders. Her mouth is pressed shut, lower lip caught slightly, brows drawn up in the middle, cheeks deeply flushed. Above the skirt the maid bodice is cut high, baring her midriff from the ribs to the waistband; the bare skin there catches a warm, light rectangle from the window like a struck match. Behind her, row after row of worn wooden desks and chairs recede, and a blackboard with faint erased chalk smudges spans the far wall. Afternoon daylight floods in from the tall windows on the left, laying long bright parallelograms across the floorboards and crossing her right side; her cast shadow falls to the lower right and her apron's white brim glows at its lit edge while the folds beneath stay cool and grey. The classroom is empty, the depth of it softened by distance. Palette of honeyed afternoon wood, chalkboard green, her blue hair and the crisp white apron against warm skin. Quiet embarrassment.
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