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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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2319 Chs

End of the Day

Going home with two, no, three beautiful women waiting for you, could be likened to the epitome of happiness for men. And that’s something I could vouch for, given that I experienced it myself.

Well, that was the case if the women waiting for you love you. If not, then tough luck, huh? At least someone was still waiting for you. Just not the kind that you would expect.

When I arrived home, Akane and Yae immediately pulled me to the dinner table to eat while Miwa-nee, half-worried and half-angry because of how late it was already, heated the meal she cooked earlier.

In the living room, I noticed Minoru was already asleep on the sofa. That just showed how even Miwa-nee waited for me to arrive home instead of just going upstairs to settle Minoru on the bed.

And even though they already ate earlier, the three women joined me at the dinner table instead of just watching me eat, turning the dinner table lively even at this time of the night.