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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.

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Savoring our night

After calming down and catching our breath, Rumi and I spent a few more minutes in the bathtub to enjoy the soothing warmth with the girl slotted perfectly within my embrace.

"Thank you, Ruki," Rumi whispered, her voice filled with contentment and happiness.

"You don't have to thank me, you know? I love you... And this night is for you." I whispered along with a gentle kiss on her forehead as we both relaxed in the tub, my arms around her as she leaned into me. We enjoyed the silence and the warmth of the water, letting the stress of the day melt away.

Once we were done, I once again acted as a diligent boyfriend, serving her out of the tub and wrapping her up in a warm towel. Her eyes were half-closed, a satisfied smile painted on her lips as she leaned on me while I carefully dried her up. Then, I carried her back to her bedroom.

When we saw the stains we left behind earlier, Rumi embarrassedly buried her face into my neck. "I guess we really did make a mess."