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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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2430 Chs

Maaya and Misaki

With Maaya succumbing to our kisses, the next few minutes were filled with more teasing and gentle caresses that continued to fuel our desire for each other.

From standing up, we eventually lie down on the floor, using the soft cushions we have up here. Maaya's hands slid under my shirt as her fingertips traced the firm lines of my body.

Likewise, my own hands began to wander, exploring the soft, supple skin underneath her uniform, feeling the warmth radiating from her body.

However, just as we were about to get lost in the moment, we heard the door creaking open downstairs.

Seconds later, Misaki's voice was carried up to the second floor. "Ruki? Are you here?"

Maaya's eyes flickered with a hint of regret as a helpless smile formed from her lips. After giving me another kiss, she gestured for me to respond to Misaki.

"Misaki, up here," I called out to the girl downstairs.

The sound of the forehead girl's nimble footsteps soon echoed as she climbed up the stairs.