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AI art "「どうしたッ！」「いや、お前がどうした…？」" featuring #The King of Fighters, #SNK, #Iori Yagami and #Kyo Kusanagi

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「どうしたッ！」「いや、お前がどうした…？」

#The King of Fighters #SNK #Iori Yagami

Pubblicato il Nov 9, 2026

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character: yagami_iori, kusanagi_kyou, copyright: the_king_of_fighters 2girls, 2boys, yagami_iori, red_hair, hair_over_one_eye, long hair, red_eyes, white dress shirt, collar open, black jacket, black pants, red thick flat ribbon cords, ribbon tangled around legs, bound legs, legs together, sitting, sitting on ground, knees together, immobilized, looking down, frustrated expression, gritted teeth, kusanagi_kyou, brown_hair, short hair, curtained hair, headband, white headband, brown eyes, sleeves rolled up, bare forearms, black jacket, black gloves, fingerless gloves, standing, from behind, back view, looking back, looking at another, head turned, pedestrian crossing, crosswalk stripes, zebra crossing, underpass, elevated bridge, concrete pillars, gallery of onlookers, crowd, silhouette onlookers, dutch angle, wide shot, from below, The camera sits low at ground level under a concrete overpass and tilts slightly, so the pedestrian crossing's white stripes run away from the bottom edge toward the middle distance. In the foreground, seen from behind and slightly to the side, Kyo Kusanagi stands with his weight on his back foot, his black jacket hanging open over a white shirt whose sleeves are rolled to the elbows, exposing bare forearms down to his black fingerless gloves; a white headband is tied around his short, curtained brown hair, its two tails lifted a little by the draft funneling under the bridge. His head is turned over his right shoulder, chin dropped, so that only the edge of one brown eye is visible in profile past his cheek as he looks down at Iori. His right hand hangs half-curled at his side; his left thumb is hooked at his hip, fingers spread. A few paces ahead of Kyo, in the middle of the crossing, Iori Yagami sits on the asphalt with both legs folded together and knees pressed shut, blocked from standing. A white dress shirt, its collar open at the throat, is tucked into black pants; over it he wears a black jacket that has slipped off one shoulder and bunches behind him against the ground. Thick, flat red ribbon cords are wound around and around both his shins and ankles in loose crossings and knots, pulled taut where they cross the tops of his feet and running back toward a long tail of ribbon snagged somewhere off-frame, so the whole length of his legs is cinched immobile; the flat bands flatten slightly against the weave of his trousers where they're pulled hardest. His red hair falls over one eye; the other red eye is narrowed, glaring up sideways at Kyo, his mouth pulled into a hard grimace with his teeth just showing. One hand is planted flat on the asphalt beside his hip carrying his weight, the other is gripping a loop of the red ribbon at his knee, knuckles pale. Behind and around them on the crossing, a loose ring of mute gallery onlookers stands at a distance in dark coats, backlit into near-silhouettes, phones half-raised, keeping a respectful space and saying nothing. Overhead, the mass of concrete and steel girders of the elevated bridge cuts off the sky, and its shadow falls across the road; the light arrives low and long from the side, spilling in from the open end of the underpass through slanted openings in the concrete, laying bright horizontal banding across the white stripes and across Iori's white shirt and the red ribbons, while Kyo's back and the onlookers sit in cooler shadow. On the road, the ribbon ends and the crosswalk paint sparkle where the light grazes them, and heat haze sits under the girders. Palette of asphalt gray, concrete gray-white, black, red, and the crossing's white, with a breath of cold blue in the shade. Tense, dry, sun-bleached.

「どうしたッ！」「いや、お前がどうした…？」

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