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Tate No Yuusha X Reader(Shield Hero)

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SYNOPSIS:

The Rising of the Shield Hero x Reader (All Characters Except Imperial Family & Malty as Love Interests)

After yet another ordinary day, you finally give up on enduring your classmates' judgments and cruel jokes. Though your friend Riyako promised to protect you and catch you if you fell, you failed - reaching the third floor stairwell of your school, you jump without thinking, seeing your friend's face one last time as you leap.

But it seems you never hit the ground.

You fall endlessly until... waking up surrounded by a group of men, now bearing the title of "Book Hero(ine)." What happens now?

Fem!Reader (Name/You) x Tate no Yuusha

All characters are potential love interests (except the imperial family and that bitch).

About You in This Story: In your original world, you suffered injustice due to circumstances beyond your control. Arriving in this new world, you feel displaced - unwilling to reach out to anyone, afraid of history repeating itself in this unfamiliar place.

But after seeing how this world works... You feel empathy with Naofumi. You realize this world could be just like your old one, And so you start doing something you never did before - You start fighting back, No longer staying silent.

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐨 1

Before:

"—Your sweater..."

The girl looked down at her school hoodie, now soaked and caked in mud from the rain. The boy beside her held an umbrella over them both as he picked up the dirty, wet garment.

"Don’t worry, Riyako. I’m used to it."

She shook the hoodie, trying to get rid of as much dirt and water as possible. The boy watched her with a sad expression—her face was unreadable, hidden behind a white mask.

"But, (Name)... don’t you think this is going too far? Maybe we could talk to the teachers or even the principal..." he said, eyeing the stains on her hoodie.

"I already tried. They didn’t believe me, and when they did, nothing changed. Cough—"

She was cut off by another cough. The boy immediately placed a hand on her shoulder, concerned. Without a word, she walked into the rain, still clutching the hoodie—until the boy hurried after her, shielding her with the umbrella.

"You should stop doing this. You’re already sick—you don’t need to make it worse!"

The boy, Riyako, walked beside the [hair color]-haired girl. It was late afternoon, and as usual, the two walked home together. Riyako glanced at his friend, who had her own umbrella, waving at him from the street. He smiled and waved back before heading inside.

Now alone, the girl stared at her gloved hand gripping the muddy hoodie before continuing home.

After:

Once home, she tossed her clothes—including the ruined hoodie—into the wash before heading upstairs. In her room, she removed her gloves and mask, observing how her [skin tone] had paled from illness. Even sick, she refused to skip school. She couldn’t stand being at home.

Her reflection showed faint dark circles under her eyes from exhaustion. Ignoring her hunger, she finished her homework and collapsed into bed, ready to repeat the same routine tomorrow.

The Next Day:

The two usually met at school, but (Name) arrived early. As expected, she endured the same taunts. She walked to the hallway near the stairwell, watching Riyako search for someone in the crowd.

Placing her belongings by the railing, she removed her shoes. She could feel the stares behind her—no one moved, no one spoke. Some even pulled out their phones to record.

She climbed onto the railing, sitting precariously as she glanced at Riyako one last time.

The boy’s eyes widened in horror when he saw her.

"(NAME)!"

He sprinted toward her, screaming her name. The crowd remained frozen, whispering among themselves.

"Is she really gonna jump?" "Bet she’s just doing it for attention—especially Nishiro Riyako’s." "If she’s that desperate, she doesn’t deserve to be near Nishiro-senpai anyway."

She ignored them.

And let go.

The group behind her gasped. Riyako’s desperate screams echoed through the courtyard—joined by horrified shrieks as her body hit the ground.

But for (Name), it wasn’t over.

She kept falling.

Memories flashed—her last conversation with Riyako.

"You won’t be alone. I’ll be here with you, okay, (Name)? I promise." "...Fine. But you don’t have to care about me like that." She stared out the window, packing her books. "Well..." Riyako pulled her into a hug. "I do. You’re important to me." "You say that now..." A finger tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his calm gaze. "I wouldn’t let you fall. I’d catch you. What kind of idiot would let someone like you go?"

She closed her eyes.

"You wouldn’t let me fall... but I’d jump anyway. Sorry, Riyako."

A New World:

She expected darkness.

Instead—porcelain tiles.

Blinking, she sat up, hood still shielding her from the rain (or was it another world’s weather?). The crowd around her murmured, but their judgmental stares couldn’t hurt her now.

In her arms—a book.

A magic book, with a gleaming [color]-hued jewel embedded in its cover.

Before she could process it, shouts erupted.

Four boys groaned nearby, bruised and disoriented.

"Where are we... Purgatory?" "We did it! We succeeded!" A robed figure cheered. "The Four Heroes! No—FIVE Heroes! We need your help!"

(Name) ignored them, focusing on the strange menu in her vision:

—(Full Name) — The Book Hero - Level: 1 - EXP: 0 - Weapon: Cardinal Book [Legendary Weapon] - Magic Level: 1 - ATK: 5 - DEF: 5

Flipping through the book’s description:

Cardinal Book (Enchanted): A magical tome bound to the Cardinal Hero. Gain EXP and levels to unlock abilities. Current Skill: Levitation

"A... book?"

One of the summoned boys—Naofumi, the Shield Hero—frowned. "Let me get this straight. You summoned us, and now you can’t send us back?"

"We called upon the Four—no, FIVE Cardinal Heroes! The Sword, Bow, Spear, Shield, and Book Heroes! Our world is under attack by Waves of Calamity!"

"Book Hero?" (Name) muttered. "Makes sense... I do read a lot."

After a chaotic debate about their origins (apparently, they were all from different versions of Japan), they were led to the king.

The King’s Audience:

King Aultcray Melromarc XXXII greeted them with false warmth.

"You are the brave Four—no, FIVE Heroes! Save our world, and you shall be rewarded!"

He demanded their names.

"I shouldn’t even be here," (Name) thought but stayed silent as the others introduced themselves.

Itsuki Kawasumi (17, Bow Hero) – A high schooler obsessed with justice.

Ren Amaki (18, Sword Hero) – A quiet gamer familiar with VRMMOs.

Motoyasu Kitamura (19, Spear Hero) – A flirtatious college student.

Naofumi Iwatani (20, Shield Hero) – A skeptical loner.

Then, all eyes turned to her.

"(Full Name). 18. High school."

Her voice, muffled by the mask, sounded almost androgynous. No one questioned it.

The king’s nervous glance at her didn’t go unnoticed.

"Why did you say ‘Four Heroes’ first?" she asked.

"Ah! You see, the Book Hero is... difficult to summon. It’s rare for all five to appear at once!"

Naofumi’s eyes narrowed. "So she’s the strongest?"

The First Night:

Back in their shared quarters, the heroes argued over game mechanics.

"This is just like a VRMMO!" Ren said. "What’s a VRMMO?" Naofumi asked. "It’s a virtual reality game! The stats, the skills—it’s all the same!"

(Name) stayed silent until Ren noticed her odd attire.

"Why are you covered up like that? Aren’t you hot?"

"I was sick before coming here. The mask helps." She removed a glove, showing pale skin. "Gloves are... practical."

Itsuki grinned. "You can take it off if you want. We won’t mess with you."

"Thanks... but I’ll keep it for now."

She excused herself, stepping into the hallway.

Lost and Found:

Alone, she placed the magic book on a table—only for its jewel to glow violently.

WHOOSH.

Her phone vanished into the book.

"NO!"

Desperate, she shook the book—until a notification appeared:

- EXP: +15 - New Skills Unlocked

Tears welled up. "I’m an idiot!"

Furious, she opened the book. Blank pages. A [color]-feathered pen materialized—like a diary’s quill.

When she returned, Naofumi was ranting.

"(Name), do you think the Shield is weak?!"

"No," she said bluntly. "I know characters who wield shields and are overpowered."

"Liar!" Motoyasu scoffed.

"I have proof—but my book ate my phone!"

Ren helped her retrieve it via the skill menu. The moment her phone reappeared, she hugged it—then hugged Ren in gratitude.

"THANK YOU! Arigato! Arigato!"

Ren chuckled, patting her head. "No problem. Now, show us these ‘OP shield users’ you mentioned."