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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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Expectations

“Ruki-kun, come over here…”

After a minute of silence where my stay in this room hung in the balance, those became the words that came out of Kazuha-nee’s mouth. It was an invitation to come closer to her. The tone she used was also pleadingly inviting.

I just said she should follow the agreement I made with Ogawa and yet, this became her response?

If I wasn't someone who tends to overthink things, I'd probably be jumping to her side already without fully understanding the meaning behind it.

When I glanced back in her direction, I saw her looking at me with the same complicated look on her face.

It's a face that mirrored her current internal dilemma.

Is she against the idea of cutting off contact with me?

I honestly don't know. And I don't like to assume things here.

And so, I have to think of a response…

Having met her gaze again, I could feel her eyes sticking on me as though she was trying to dissect my head and read my mind.