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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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2454 Chs

That can wait

With his mind trying to process what he had just seen, Goto Kenji seemingly turned to a stone statue, not knowing when to move or speak. Nonetheless, his eyes were fixed on us, watching how Ishida-senpai took the lead in kissing me.

On the other hand, the girl still had no idea that someone appeared. Her eyes remained closed and she was eagerly savoring the kiss that she initiated. Her tongue prudently wandered inside my mouth, seeking mine.

Welcoming her wholeheartedly, I also began to move, turning our bodies slightly so that I could let her rest her back on the wall. And once that happened, I pressed our bodies together, enough for Ishida-senpai to lift one of her legs, clutching it to my side.

Naturally, I supported that with my hand, grasping her thigh sensually by slipping it underneath her skirt.

At this point, Kana courageously stepped forward, blocking Kenji’s view of us. She stretched her arm wide, acting like a wall.