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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 · Ciudad
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2211 Chs

Unexpected but a welcome surprise

When I arrived at the designated spot that Satsuki told me to go to, the girl wasn’t the one who was waiting for me there. Instead, it’s Eguchi-sensei who looked like she had yet to take a break.

She was resting her back against the wall with her arms crossed in front of her. The fringes of her hair were disheveled, the complexion of her face was close to being pale and lastly, her eyes were droopy as if she was close to falling asleep.

When she noticed my arrival, nothing happened apart from a relieved smile on her lips before it curved up further that it appeared as though she was teasing me.

“Disappointed, Onoda-kun?”

I shook my head, “Surprised, to be precise. What are you doing here, sensei?”

This place was rather secluded. It’s located behind the sports complex and close to the door where athletes or staff were entering through. Just that, located in the furthest corner and secluded by tall walls and an iron gate.