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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.

Dyrem · 都市
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2359 Chs

A Great Day

Seeing the four of them being engaged at what they're talking about in that group, I couldn't help but get curious.

Still, I held into my earlier decision not to check on what they're talking about. I considered what's in there as their girl's talk.

After a while, Satsuki went out to check in to her club. Before that though, she asked me to follow her. We went somewhere private and in there, Satsuki vented out her slight jealousy from what she read in the group. Knowing her personality, I expected that so as soon as she started, I held her in my arms which instantly calmed her down. Afterwards, I kissed her without waiting for her to drop her tsundere act as I once again reminded her of what I feel for her.

Satisfied with that, she went to her club in a fairly better mood. Aya who noticed that giggled at my side and used a book as a cover for when she reached for my hand. Unlike Satsuki, Aya was already satisfied with just that albeit it's riskier.