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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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Satsuki's Choice

"T-the practice ended already and my mother told me to bring that basket of fruits."

He stuttered a bit before telling his reason why he is here. Of course that's probably an excuse. He's here to see what state we're in.

Satsuki fixed her posture and clothes before going to the door so he probably didn't see something amiss. But the fact that we're alone in this house and me being in her room, that made him panic.

"I see. Do you want to come in?"

Still maintaining my normal voice, I acted friendly to him, just like always.

"N-no. I'll go now. I somehow angered her."

What the hell is with this guy? He's a bit forceful earlier and now he became this timid. Either way, this is better. With what happened, Satsuki will probably be more confused.

"Alright. See you tomorrow? I still haven't learned about the thing you told me to ask so…"

She's in the middle of telling me about the incident, you know? And you knock on that part.