Various x Fem! Reader Yuri and Shoujo Ai One-Shots

Hyperdimension Neptunia: Nepgear x Fem! Reader

AN: So some of you may have seen this coming with the Date A Live entry, but here's an HDN one featuring not everybody's favorite little sister. Mk.II's Conquest ending really gave Gear a bad rep, and the subsequent games haven't really given her much to work with. That doesn't stop me from liking her, though. She's just as precious in her own right. Also, I've decided to try rewriting this old fanfic chapter of mine in 2nd person which is a first so some feedback would be appreciated.

The Second Oracle?!

As a citizen of Planeptune, it went without saying that you whole-heatedly devoted your entire being into supporting it's Goddess, Purple Heart, so when you were overjoyed when you received an email one day saying you were chosen from a random lottery for a chance to work at the Basilicom in a high-ranking position no less.

You were nobody special, though. Just another NPC in the streets clocking in and out everyday to your boring nine to five. In fact, some of your friends back in high school joked that you were just Friend A from a dating sim.

Of course, at first it looked like a suspicious spam email that you should've disregarded, but all hesitations flew out the window when you checked the Basilicom website and saw that they had posted an announcement about the lottery to choose an Oracle.

Right. It wasn't just another paper pushing job behind another desk. It was a paper pushing job at the top of the ladder. Oracles manage the nation's finances and help the Goddess in developing it.

Taking a deep breath, you stop in front of the Basilicom's front entrance.

Hopefully the business woman-like outfit you scrounged out of your closet and ironed in a hurry was enough to make at least a decent first impression.

You step past the automatic doors and into the reception hall of the Basilicom after smoothing out a couple of wrinkles on your suit.

Almost immediately, a small fairy sitting on a floating book hovers up to you.

"Ah, you must be Ms. (L/N)," she says, her voice carrying a soothing melodic lilt to it almost like that of a caring mother. "My apologies, but we are quite busy right now so if you could please follow me I will introduce you to your duties and you can get started right away."

"O-Oh! Right, got it!" You answer in a fluster.

So this is Histoire. She's certainly just as small as her description on the Basilicom's website said.

Following the fairy, you take in the bustling entrance hall of the building. It was nearly packed full on a working day with citizens here to voice their complaints about a sudden increase in monsters around the outskirts of the city.

The receptionists and other workers are doing their best to deal with the situation, but it looks like they're all pretty exhausted. Even Histoire is rubbing her forehead as if nursing a migraine.

Stepping into an elevator, Histoire takes the bookmark laying next to her on the open book and swipes it into a reader. A second later, the doors slide closed and the elevator begins ascending.

"Once again, you'll have to forgive me for the suddenness of this situation," Histoire says with a heavy sigh. "I'm sure you have many questions."

"No, no! It's quite alright! I'm just honored to have this opportunity to work alongside Lady Purple Heart and you, Miss Histoire."

The little fairy chuckles dryly with a strained expression at that. "I am afraid that whatever preconceptions you hold of our nation's leader will soon be shattered. You had best prepare yourself for the worst."