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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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2044 Chs

Mutual Understanding

“Senpai, why do I feel like I’m getting spoiled?” I jokingly said a minute after I got subjected to the temptress’s caring embrace. She never let up and instead pampered me in her own caring way.

Expectedly, that earned a reaction from her. Guiding my head up to meet her gaze, I noticed how an amused smile gradually bloomed on her face, “Heh. Is that the case? Should I release you, then? You seem to be enjoying the sensation.”

“Senpai, won’t it be bad if I don’t enjoy this sensation? Also, I doubt you’ll find someone who will say otherwise.” I cheekily answered which instantly made the girl chuckle.

Really, after our few interactions where I mostly controlled the situation while she appeared to only be strung along, Nakanishi-senpai seemed to have gained the ability to play along with me in her own, wholesome way.

“Can I refuse to admit that does make sense? Ugh. Forget it… So, does this feel like I’m spoiling you? And does this make you happy?”