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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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2324 Chs

No Rule Broken

Shortly after that, Orimura-sensei and I spent the time in constrained silence. I was waiting for her to make her move but other than furtively glancing at me, Orimura-sensei could only fidget at my side.

I watched her struggle to get past her internal conflict, holding myself back from reaching to her.

I mean two of the three rules pretty much put a lid on how I could act around her. No kiss initiative and no arguing with her.

Opening up a topic was possible. But at this point, what should I say? Tease her more? Then, it might lead to her third rule; making her lose control of herself.

Anyway, after a long while. Or maybe it wasn’t that long?

Orimura-sensei heavily breathed in before echoing what she said last, her words hung in the air like a challenge.

"For now…”

With that, I leaned back slightly, watching her next move carefully.

Once again, her eyes kept flicking between me and the space in front of us as if she was still calculating her next move.