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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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2453 Chs

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Although walking Itou to the Game Club was done easily, I still somehow got stuck there because of a certain someone.

Miura-senpai coincidentally opened the door just as we were about to separate.

In almost an instant, her expression went from puzzled to a hint of delight and unusual interest.

With her eyes quickly scanning the two of us, she probed while showing an interested smile.

“Oh? Now, this is a surprise. For you to come here together. Tell me, does this mean something?”

It’s a good thing that I stopped holding Itou’s hand halfway through. Or else, this girl would reach a conclusion right away. Even so, just the simple fact that I escorted Itou here would make her imagination run wild.

“What can this mean, Koto-senpai? This guy ran into me and volunteered to do so. He’s like a stain stuck in my clothes.”

Alright. That’s a very defensive answer. Contrary to that, her face was red from the neck upwards. I just don’t know if Miura-senpai can pick that up.