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

Kakegurui: Yumeko Jabami x Fem! Reader

AN: It's been a while since I've last read/watched Kakegurui, but as I was strapped for ideas one day, I thought back to this amazing series. Once again, I'm always open for requests so don't hesitate to voice them.

One in a Million

Hyakkaou Private Academy: A prestigious school reserved for the children of the elite where your ability to gamble is what decides one's standings. After all, grades mean nothing to those who are destined to stand above others. What truly matters is the amount of wealth one possess and their ability to manipulate people. The fate of those that amass a debt they can not pay off are debased into subhuman slaves for the other students to make use of. Thus, a hierarchy was created where the weak are crushed and the strong thrive.

Taking a deep breath, I finish my brief explanation of how this school works to the sudden transfer student. She hums and nods contentedly. 

It certainly is strange enough that a transfer student would show up at this school from out of nowhere. I stare at the girl sitting across from me, taking in her features. Her long, black hair is styled in an immaculate hime-cut without a strand out of place framing her delicate face. To say this girl is attractive would be an understatement especially with the light makeup she's using to accentuate her lips and eyes. She also happens to have possibly the largest bust I've seen on a high school student which drew more than a couple of leers from the males in this class.

However, despite her pleasant features and equally as charming smile, I can't quite shake the feeling that there's something off about her. There's something behind her eyes. Something deep and dark. Something that shouldn't be dug up no matter what.

At least that's the gut feeling I get, but if there's one thing I learned to do in this school filled with backstabbers and liars, it's to always trust my gut.

Sighing, I shake my head and fold my arms across my more modest chest. "In any case, I suggest you keep your head down and avoid as much attention as possible. There's going to be an army of horny boys doing everything they can to try to make you a housepet. Get a feel for the competition, and don't take on any bets that's more than you can pay off. That's all the advice I can offer you."

A strange expression flickered past Jabami's face the moment I mentioned being made into a pet. If I weren't confident in my observation skills, I would've definitely played it off as just a trick of the light. There' something very wrong with this girl for sure.

I manage to suppress the shiver threatening to overcome my body and fight to keep a straight face.

"Thank you for your guidance, (Y/N). I take it you are quite experienced, then," Jabami says with an innocent smile while propping her elbows onto her desk and resting her chin against her interlaced fingers.

"Er... I wouldn't exactly say that..." I reply while awkwardly averting my gaze as she stares at me with enough intensity to drill two holes into my head.

"What're you talking about, (Y/N)? You've never lost a match before!"

And here comes Suzui at the worst possible moment. He really can't read the mood at all.

Unfortunately, that seems to have caught Jabami's attention as she suddenly shoots forward out of her seat and catches my shoulders in a vice-like grip.

"Is that true?!" A light blush dusts her pale cheeks mere centimeters from my own.

I shoot Suzui a death glare who looks completely oblivious of what he had just done.

"Yes, it's true," I say while trying to detach the overexcited girl from me. "But I've only ever played for low stakes. The most I've bet on a match is one million and I'm most definitely never doing that again."