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AI art "由井正雪" featuring #1 perempuan, #Siri Fate, #Fate/Grand Order, #Fate/Samurai Remnant, #Yui Shousetsu and #PixAI Halloween 2026

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PixAI “Halloween Oddities Club” Special Contest - A Night at Higan Inn#PixAI Halloween 2026

#1 perempuan #Siri Fate #Fate/Grand Order #Fate/Samurai Remnant #Yui Shousetsu

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character: yui_shousetsu_(fate), artist: takeuchi_takashi, koyama_hirokazu 1girl, solo, yui shousetsu \(fate\), long white hair, kishimen hair, sidelocks, ponytail, aqua eyes, hair ribbon, jewelry, earrings, long earrings, dangling earrings, black kimono, japanese clothes, wide sleeves, long sleeves, green haori, hakama, hakama skirt, no weapon, empty hands, holding nothing, from side, dutch angle, cowboy shot, night, outdoors, castle town, stone street, wooden townhouses, paper lanterns, squirming, thighs pressed together, knees together, clenched hands, fists at chest, fingers curled tight, correct fingers, trembling, blush, sweat, half-closed eyes, heavy breathing, looking to the side, furtive glance, biting lower lip, raised eyebrows, worried, suppressing urge, spoken_heart, thought bubble, delicate linework, soft cel-shading, rough sketch paint texture, vibrant high-saturation colors, dramatic backlighting Seen from the side at a slight dutch tilt, her body turned three-quarters away from the camera down a narrow castle-town street at night. Her long white hair is split into many thin flat ribbon-like kishimen locks, blunt-ended, the face-framing sidelocks falling past her jaw while the ponytail is gathered high and swings behind her shoulder, every ribbon edge catching the lantern light. Her aqua eyes are cast sideways down the street, checking whether anyone is coming, lids heavy and half-drawn, one brow pinched high; her lower lip is caught between her teeth and a hot blush crosses both cheeks. She is folding inward: weight dropped onto her back leg, hips pushed back, both thighs pressed hard together and both knees locked tight, her torso bent slightly forward as though bracing. Both hands are balled into tight fists drawn up against her chest, knuckles white, all five fingers of each hand folded correctly and cleanly articulated, gripping nothing at all. She wears a black kimono with wide long sleeves that hang heavy and tremble faintly at the cuff, a green haori laid over the shoulders whose hem lifts at the edge of the lantern light, and a hakama skirt whose stiff pleats fan out where her knees press together. Long earrings and jewelry swing from her ears, the only things that move freely. Her sleeves are empty, her hands hold no weapon, and no weapon rests anywhere on her or in the street. Around her the castle town is quiet and empty: a pale stone street receding in a vanishing line, wooden townhouses with tiled eaves and lattice fronts, low plastered walls topped with white earthen ridges, a distant castle keep's silhouette on the hill, and rows of paper lanterns hanging from the eaves on both sides. Each lantern is the only light source, warm amber, throwing her shadow long and distorted across the cobbles behind her while the gaps between lanterns stay black; the light climbs her hair and cheek from one side and leaves her far shoulder dark. Cool deep indigo night sky above, warm amber pools below, green haori and black kimono held as the only large color masses, aqua confined to her eyes. A small hand-drawn heart sits in a tiny bubble beside her face, wordless. A thought bubble rises above her head, its cloud outline clean and unbroken, holding the lettering "人生最大のオナニー欲求を我慢中" on its first line and "人目を憚る" on its second, set in crisp black Japanese type inside the white bubble. Her hair ribbons and haori hem are the only things moved by the night air, both trailing the same direction; the lantern flames lean the other way, and the pleats of her hakama stay pressed flat and still against her legs. Tense, breath-held.

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