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Short Story: The Light on the Distant Shore (Slim Ver.) Timeline: Phase 0 (Two days before the school trip) Location: Inside a morning commuter train Lina Kobayashi let out a soft sigh, burying herself into the seat of the packed, swaying commuter train. The uniform of St. Excellent Girls’ Academy always drew eyes. Though used to the unconscious stares from passengers, today Lina felt particularly uncomfortable. The reason hung right above her head: a weekly magazine advertisement suspended from the ceiling, featuring a girl with radiant blonde hair and a large red ribbon. "Reina Matsuzawa’s Long-Awaited 1st Photobook Released! Breaking All-Time Sales Records!" Walking down a street in a straw hat, smiling coquettishly on a gourmet magazine cover—every image captured "Matsuzawa-san," who sat by the window in Lina's own classroom. (...We really do live in different worlds, don't we?) Lina thought. Lina was an ordinary girl from an average family who had studied fiercely just to get into this school—a "second-tier" student. The academy's classroom possessed a harsh hierarchy. Always at the center was Shion Nishikujou, exuding a breathtaking aura of nobility. There was Umemiya, the class representative, whose overwhelming leadership commanded respect from teachers. And Sakuranomori, whose dignified bearing as the heir to a traditional performing arts house pressed the room just by her presence... Matsuzawa Reina, a top idol, reigned at the absolute pinnacle of this "first-tier." Lina spent her school life modestly with second-tier friends of her own status. She and Reina only exchanged brief greetings and had almost never spoken deeply. Yet, Lina remembered one afternoon after school. To the world, Reina was a "flawless, multi-talented paragon." But that day, in the corner of the twilight-drenched classroom, Reina sat alone with earphones in, intently scribbling in a notebook. Catching a glimpse, Lina saw countless musical notes, muddy traces of lyrics rewritten over and over, and a rough, desperate scrawl: "Reach them. More." The girl lauded as a "born genius" was actually hiding a dirt-crawling amount of effort just to manufacture that dazzling smile. Witnessing that raw obsession, Lina felt a shiver run down her spine, recognizing the terrifying weight of a true professional. The train slid into a station, and high school girls from another school flooded in. Their eyes were instantly drawn to the advertisement. "Ah, look! Reina’s photobook ad! The white bikini one—her proportions are so insane, I can’t believe we’re the same species!" "She sings, she cooks, she's seriously perfect. Are all St. Excellent girls that out-of-this-world? I'm so jealous~" Their words carried pure admiration and envy. However, overlapping their voices, the low, murky conversation of two nearby salarymen drifted over. "...Oh, that’s that idol selling like crazy, right? Matsuzawa?" "Yeah. They market her as innocent, but look at her gravure shots—her chest and thighs are bursting out. Erotic. Her body is practically begging for it." "Haha, girls from those sheltered schools... I bet they're actually wild behind closed doors..." A vulgar chuckle leaked out. This was the true nature of the "public voice" Reina was subjected to daily. A blinding spotlight, fanatical adoration, and an equal measure of the slithering sexual desires of adult strangers. Right then, the conversation suddenly died down. The girls from the other school, lowering their gaze from the ad, noticed the emblem on Lina’s uniform. "...Ah." Someone let out a tiny gasp, and an awkward silence paralyzed that corner. They were yanked back to reality, realizing a student from that "other world" was standing right in front of them in the same packed train. The salarymen shifted their eyes uncomfortably. The air became heavy with an unbearable, suffocating awkwardness. Lina could only lower her head. (...I need to get off.) There were still two stops until her destination, but wanting to escape the crushing pressure, Lina quietly slipped through the doors at the very next station. Stepping onto the platform, the cold morning wind slapped her cheeks. Lina looked up at a giant billboard on the wall. Inside it, Reina’s green eyes shone divinely, illuminated by the morning sun. Two days from now was the school trip to Kyoto. There, surely, they could forget the stifling hierarchy and the filthy stares, and just make memories as ordinary seventeen-year-old girls... Lina told herself this as she smoothed down the pleats of her school skirt. Lina had no way of knowing that in a mere two days, this beautiful uniform would be brutally stripped away, hurling them into the bottom of a wordless, mad abyss where first tier and second tier ceased to exist. (End)

Data penjanaan

Model

NTR MIX | illustrious-XL | Noob-XL

v4.0

Prompt

1girl, (blonde hair:1.2), half up long hair, wavy hair, gigantic hair bow, red rear hair bow, green eyes, smile, medium breasts, bikini, magazine cover, beach, sea, sky, letter "REINA",

Prompt Negatif

long floppy bow, uneven bow, asymmetrical bow, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, bad hands, extra digits, fewer digits, blurry, watermark,

Seed

485621135

Langkah

Skala CFG

Sampler

Euler a