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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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2457 Chs

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Walking along the same path that I traversed twice before while accompanying another woman again, I felt like this camping trip was slowly losing its purpose for me. Even if I was a bit inclined to follow their rules and comply with what they wanted to happen by grouping us up, more than half of my time here was already dedicated to seeking out my girls and spending time with them.

Although a bit different, the time I spent with Sara and the time I was going to spend with Shiina could also be considered to be part of that.

It’s still spending time with a woman, after all. Furthermore, they’re both someone who caught my interest and vice versa. Just that, the interest I have in them cannot even be compared to how interested I am in Komoe or Fuyu. Nevertheless, I could say that I wasn’t forcing myself to stay with them.

“Shiina-san, don’t we need to be discreet here? Why are we walking in like we’re strolling in the park?”