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Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

Haruto Hayase was a normal high school boy in his third year, living a quiet life until his younger sister, Haruka Hayase, joined the same school. Haruka’s beauty and charm made her the center of attention, quickly becoming the school's prima donna. But when a notorious gang leader set his sights on her, he did everything in his power to protect her—only to fail tragically. Haruka was brutally assaulted and tortured, and Haruto himself suffered an agonizing death. However, in a twist of fate, Haruto is given a second chance, waking up a year before the events that shattered his life. Armed with the mysterious ‘Debauchery System Slave’, he vows to exact revenge on those responsible. This time, he will use his newfound powers of the system and charm to seduce the loved ones of his enemies. From their mothers, sisters, and lovers to their closest friends, Haruto will make them his. His enemies will suffer as he steals what they hold dearest, ensuring their downfall in the most devastating way possible.

GiganticBlackCat · Urban
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141 Chs

Cult Of Psychopath

Daiki lounged on the worn leather sofa, his posture relaxed but his sharp gaze locked onto Haruto. 

Around him, the gang loomed in their usual intimidating formation. Ren, ever the loudmouth, had a girl uncomfortably pressed against his side. 

Her bangs obscured her face, but Haruto recognized her. The memory of her naked, vulnerable form on the floor flickered in his mind. 

Still, as Haruto's eyes swept over the gang, he felt less fear than he once had. Up close, they weren't monsters; they were just high school kids cloaked in layers of cruelty and fractured minds. 

A small, deranged cult of psychopaths, nothing more.  

Daiki finally broke the silence, his tone tinged with disinterest. "So, what do you want?"  

Straightening his back, Haruto clasped his hands behind him, his stance firm and deliberate. 

"We're friends, aren't we?"  

Daiki leaned forward slightly, the corners of his mouth tugging into a faint smirk. "Yes. And?"