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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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Lost

“Did you actually take a marathon around the school to find me?” I put a smirk on my face as I walked towards Saki and held out my hand for her to take.

Looking at her drenched face and her bunned hair almost loose, this girl seemed to have frantically searched for my whereabouts.

If I had to guess, she even reached the Gymnasium and after not finding me there, she ran back to the classroom until she found me going to the Changing Room.

“Because you’re not listening to me! You left swiftly. Noriko didn’t mean to doubt and be suspicious of you.” Saki answered as she took my hand and stood up.

She surely thought that I left because of what Kikuchi said and now she’s trying to clear whatever grievance she imagined that I accrued from that simple question and answer scene.

“I know. She’s just concerned about her friend.”

“Then why…”

Why did I leave?

That’s surely the question she wanted to ask.