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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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2386 Chs

Confused Girl

I returned to the Literature Club room feeling both relieved and slightly drained from the encounter. The atmosphere was noticeably tense but hopeful with the girls waiting anxiously for my return.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind me, Kana rushed to me with concern filling her eyes. "Ruki, is everything fine?"

I nodded and put on a reassuring smile before patting her head, "Of course. You don't have to worry. In the first place, that guy would never be able to lay a hand on me."

“So, what happened to that guy?” Hana asked as she also stepped forward. She went to hold me by my cheeks, moving it from left to right, checking if I got a bruise.

“Well, I won't overstep my duty so I left him to the Guidance Counselors. You know who's there, right? Also… if he still gets away from them, there's a backup right outside the door.”

Hana narrowed her eyes before eventually letting go of my cheek but not after pinching it.