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Falling for the Bad Boy in the Reverse Harem Game [BL]

The debuting singer Takeda Haruki would never believe he’d fall for a drawing. And it's a drawing of a guy out of all things! But when he finds himself dragged into a girl's harem game, Haruki soon finds out the drawing doesn't just live on paper and in his dreams, but in reality too! And he's still just! As! Attractive! Six handsome men wake up inside an experimental girl’s otome game, against their will. They’ll discover leaving is much harder than they think, but they have no intention of following the game rules! "Down with the system! We're on strike!" It's probably the only escape plan ever that involves so many alpha men pretending to be gay. But are they really pretending? Can fake love become real? And is that a love triangle in the distance? Find out now! Unlock the secret route of insanity, smut, and Haruki's true ending! COMPLETED NOVEL ***** SMUT SCENES! SILLY AND LIGHT-HEARTED NOVEL, NOT ANGSTY! ***** Hello, it's my first story! Please support this novel with votes and reviews. English is not my first language, feedback is appreciated! Se você lê em Português, procure no site por 'Crush pelo Bad Boy do Otome'. HinataPerolada

HinataPerolada
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217 Chs

Masks Fallen

"No!" Haruki reacted immediately, clinging to Jun's arm.

But realizing that there was no way to stop him from leaving, he softened his grip and justified his outburst,

"I mean, you haven't been to Amsterdam yet," Haruki swallowed his fear of losing Jun. "You didn't even know the places you wanted to see here, Jun." 

Haruki's voice shrieked for the first time, and he fell silent. 

The singer had just revealed his despair that Jun would leave. He bowed his head in defeat. 'Why would Jun stay if I'm refusing him all the time?' The singer began to question whether he had the wrong hand in acting hard to get.

"Cupcake, there is no Amsterdam for us. Didn't you notice your father's strategy? He doesn't want you to visit the bars with me." Jun smiled sardonically. 

Leaning his head to the side he put his opinion,