楓葉雨中緊握的手 - Vocaloid Kamui Gakupo Megurine Luka

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 Hands clasped tightly amidst the rain of maple leaves The lighting in the studio remained unchanged, maintaining the clean and gentle atmosphere of the photoshoot. After finishing the previous composition, the photographer suddenly looked toward the prop team. “For the next shot, I want the scene to feel even more like autumn.” The prop team immediately understood. The maple leaves that had originally been scattered across the floor were rearranged. Several staff members carrying baskets filled with maple leaves moved to both sides of the shooting area. Luka looked at the prepared leaves and blinked softly. “There are so many this time.” “Yeah.” Gakupo glanced at them as well. “It looks like we’re about to have a real maple-leaf rain.” The photographer smiled. “That’s exactly the effect I want.” He looked through the viewfinder before raising his head. “Stand a little closer.” Luka moved half a step toward Gakupo. Gakupo naturally extended his hand. His hand paused between them, as if waiting for her response. Luka looked down at it for a moment, then placed her hand into his palm. Their hands were naturally joined. There was no deliberate pressure. No specially arranged pose. They were simply holding hands. The photographer observed them through the lens for a moment. “Perfect.” “Now, both of you look at the camera.” They raised their heads at the same time. Luka’s long pink hair gently swayed in the breeze, while Gakupo’s long purple hair moved softly with the airflow. Their eyes settled on the camera. Calm. Natural. Yet there was an indescribable sense of closeness between them. The photographer did not immediately press the shutter. He waited for the perfect moment. “Ready.” The prop team members checked with one another. “Three.” “Two.” “One.” At that moment, a large amount of maple leaves was released from above on both sides. In an instant, the previously clean white background seemed to be filled with autumn. The maple leaves spun through the air. Some drifted past the two of them, while others landed on the floor. A few even settled gently on their shoulders and among their hair. Luka did not look away. She continued looking directly at the camera. Gakupo maintained his position as well. Their hands remained joined. Click! The first shutter sounded. “Excellent!” The photographer quickly took several more shots. Click! Click! Click! The maple leaves continued falling. One leaf gently landed in Luka’s hair. Another came to rest on Gakupo’s shoulder. Neither of them moved to adjust them. At that moment, the natural scene was more beautiful than anything deliberately arranged could have been. The photographer stared at the monitor, his eyes lighting up. “Don’t move!” “Stay exactly like that!” The shutter continued clicking rapidly. In the photographs, the two stood before the white background, their fingers naturally intertwined. A shower of maple leaves descended around them. One leaf after another created a layered autumn scene. And amid all those falling leaves, the two figures appeared especially clear. Luka gently held Gakupo’s hand. Gakupo did not let go either. They simply looked at the camera. Yet somehow, the photograph carried a tenderness that was difficult to put into words. “Absolutely beautiful.” The photographer finally lowered his camera. “We have to keep this shot.” The staff gathered around to look at the finished image. On the monitor, the maple leaves fell like an autumn rain. And the two of them stood together, holding hands. There was no complicated background. No overly elaborate movement. Only the two of them and the autumn leaves falling all around them. Luka looked at the photograph, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. “I really like this one.” Gakupo looked at the screen as well. “So do I.” Neither of them let go of each other’s hand. It was only when the next shot was about to begin that Luka realized they were still holding hands. She looked down at their joined hands. Gakupo noticed at the same time. They both smiled. But the photographer was already calling from across the studio: “You two, get ready for the next shot!” “Okay.” They remained standing side by side. And that autumn shower of maple leaves had only just begun. ------ Traditional Chinese 攝影棚裡的燈光沒有改變，依舊維持著乾淨而柔和的拍攝氛圍。 然而，在完成上一組構圖後，攝影師忽然看向道具組。 「下一張，我想讓畫面再多一點秋天的感覺。」 道具師立刻明白他的意思。 原本只散落在地面的楓葉被重新整理，幾名工作人員拿著裝滿楓葉的籃子，站到了攝影區兩側。 Luka看著那些準備好的楓葉，微微眨了眨眼。 「這次很多呢。」 「嗯。」 Gakupo也看了一眼。 「看起來會像真的下了一場楓葉雨。」 攝影師笑著說。 「就是要這個效果。」 他低頭看了看取景器，又抬起頭。 「兩位站近一些。」 Luka向Gakupo靠近半步。 Gakupo則自然地伸出手。 他的手停在兩人之間，像是在等待她的回應。 Luka低頭看了一眼，隨後將自己的手放進他的掌心。 兩人的手就這樣自然地牽在一起。 沒有刻意用力。 也沒有特別擺出什麼姿勢。 只是簡單地牽著手。 攝影師透過鏡頭觀察了一會兒。 「很好。」 「現在一起看鏡頭。」 兩人同時抬起頭。 Luka的粉色長髮在微風吹拂下輕輕飄動，Gakupo的紫色長髮也隨著氣流微微移動。 兩人的目光落在鏡頭上。 平靜。 自然。 卻又有一種難以言喻的親近感。 攝影師沒有立刻按下快門。 他等待著最合適的瞬間。 「準備。」 道具組的人員彼此確認。 「三。」 「二。」 「一。」 下一刻，大量楓葉從兩側上方灑落。 一瞬間，原本乾淨的白色背景彷彿被秋天填滿。 楓葉在空中旋轉。 有些從兩人身旁飄過，有些落在地面，有幾片甚至停在兩人的肩膀與髮絲之間。 Luka沒有移開視線。 她依然看著鏡頭。 Gakupo也保持著原本的姿勢。 兩人的手仍然牽在一起。 咔嚓！ 快門第一次響起。 「很好！」 攝影師快速連拍。 咔嚓！ 咔嚓！ 咔嚓！ 楓葉仍在持續落下。 其中一片葉子輕輕飄到Luka的髮間。 另一片則落在Gakupo的肩頭。 兩人沒有去整理。 因為此刻的畫面，比任何刻意安排都更加自然。 攝影師看著螢幕，眼睛亮了起來。 「不要動！」 「就保持這樣！」 快門再次連續響起。 照片裡，兩人站在白色背景前，手指自然交握。 大量楓葉從空中落下。 一片片葉子形成了充滿層次的秋日景象。 而在所有紛飛的楓葉之間，兩人的身影反而顯得格外清晰。 Luka輕輕握著Gakupo的手。 Gakupo也沒有放開。 他們只是看著鏡頭。 卻讓照片多了一份難以用語言形容的溫柔。 「太漂亮了。」 攝影師終於放下相機。 「這一張一定要留。」 工作人員也忍不住湊過來看成品。 螢幕上的照片裡，楓葉像秋日的雨一樣落下。 而兩人牽著手站在其中。 沒有複雜的背景。 沒有過度設計的動作。 只有兩個人，以及漫天飄落的秋葉。 Luka看著照片，唇角微微揚起。 「我很喜歡這張。」 Gakupo也看向螢幕。 「我也是。」 兩人沒有鬆開手。 直到下一組拍攝即將開始，Luka才意識到他們的手仍然牽著。 她低頭看了一眼兩人的手。 Gakupo也注意到了。 兩人同時笑了起來。 攝影師卻已經在遠處喊道： 「兩位，下一張準備！」 「好。」 兩人依然並肩站著。 而那片屬於秋天的楓葉雨，才剛剛開始。