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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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Leaving the premises

Can Ichihara Jun make a comeback from that?

Of course, he can. But what good will it do him? It won’t change the situation.

Marika couldn’t even look at him anymore. Hearing the guy announcing how he considered her as his property, she pretty much lost whatever pity or her last positive concern she had for the guy. Hence, her lack of interest in talking to him more.

When I checked on her, the ringlet girl’s beautiful face was contorted into anger. But as someone who seldom gets angry or pissed, I couldn’t help but find her adorable.

I dotingly patted her head and hugged her tighter.

Time continued to pass and Ichihara Jun remained still in his spot.

He once again looked like various emotions were clashing in his head but even after a few minutes, all that left his mouth was a pained groan as though he was lamenting his lack of courage to confront me physically.