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Stealing Spree

Note: There's no magic in this novel. This was previously in the Realistic Fiction genre but it's not included in the choices. So I picked the closest one to it. Onoda Ruki is just your ordinary high school student. He strived for being the Classmate A who's unimportant to the story. Despite being the Classmate A. Onoda has a secret desire which he always had ever since young and that was to steal each and every girl from their guy. Join him as he entered his high school days as he conquer and steal every girl he sets his eyes on. And along the way, the growth in his character and those around him. TAGS: Netori, Romance, R-18, Harem, School Life Discord Invite: BWBWUrU Support me on Patreon: /dyrem *I do not own the cover photo. I will take it out if requested. *DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious way. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Moreover, the ages of the characters appearing in this fiction are 18 and above.

Dyrem · Urban
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2372 Chs

Blissful Second Room

After making sure that everything was fine for the other girls and apologizing to the two seniors unrelated to what was happening, I went to the next room.

Even though it looked like Hana was about to suffer from Haruko and Miyako's hands, it was actually not that serious. It'll be harmless and will only serve as their way to dig into the girl's character more.

It happened in the past but I better not talk about it anymore. It was two separate but similar situations but all I can say is… Haruko and Miyako made it easy for me to conquer those girls.

Well, wherever those girls are currently, they deserve to be at peace without my influence. My apology for them is still pending but it's best for them not to encounter me again.

I mean, with the way I am currently, there's a huge chance that my interest and desire for them will get rekindled as soon as we meet.

And for sure, they won't like that. They already escaped from my clutches, after all. It’s better to stay that way.