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Falling for the Bad Boy in the Reverse Harem Game [BL]

The debuting singer Takeda Haruki would never believe he’d fall for a drawing. And it's a drawing of a guy out of all things! But when he finds himself dragged into a girl's harem game, Haruki soon finds out the drawing doesn't just live on paper and in his dreams, but in reality too! And he's still just! As! Attractive! Six handsome men wake up inside an experimental girl’s otome game, against their will. They’ll discover leaving is much harder than they think, but they have no intention of following the game rules! "Down with the system! We're on strike!" It's probably the only escape plan ever that involves so many alpha men pretending to be gay. But are they really pretending? Can fake love become real? And is that a love triangle in the distance? Find out now! Unlock the secret route of insanity, smut, and Haruki's true ending! COMPLETED NOVEL ***** SMUT SCENES! SILLY AND LIGHT-HEARTED NOVEL, NOT ANGSTY! ***** Hello, it's my first story! Please support this novel with votes and reviews. English is not my first language, feedback is appreciated! Se você lê em Português, procure no site por 'Crush pelo Bad Boy do Otome'. HinataPerolada

HinataPerolada · LGBT+
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217 Chs

The Architect

Jun darted to the corridor, and returned to the secret room a minute later with a curtain. But strangely, no soldier appeared. He started tearing the cloth.

  Haruki understood his strategy, he would go out through the hole in the wall, since they're on the second floor. But before he could do it, Jun froze again.

And Haruki heard Kenta's voice.

[HARUKI, WE ARE WORKING TO GET TO RESET. BUT WE NEED MORE TIME.] Kenta warned. 

"Kenta, she will resurrect. And our ammo is gone." The singer asked, fulfilling his promise to Jun. 

Kenta remained silent for a while, and then beside the singer came a complete kit of high-caliber weapons and extra ammunition. 

"Thanks, man." Haruki thanked him not knowing whether his friend was listening. 

Another weapon appeared by his side _ a flamethrower. The singer thought it was a bit too much and an overkill. Kenta was listening.