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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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2372 Chs

Few Minutes with Aya *

"What's this room?"

Aya silently asked. Her eyes were scanning the room and when she couldn't see anything noteworthy, she turned to face me.

After changing back to my uniform I waited for her and pulled her into the empty room near the restroom in the School Building.

This girl tried her best to complete those 20 laps so I thought I should reward her or something. I couldn't think of any other form of reward so this alone time with her is the best I can come up with.

Ah. You can say that this is also me wanting to be alone with her. I can feel my desire calling out to have her. I also wanted Satsuki, actually, but if we both disappeared, Sakuma will renew his suspicion about us.

"This is just an empty room where we can be alone, Aya. You did well during PE."

I closed our distance and put her into my embrace. This surprised her but it only put her in a good mood. She looked up and gave me that bashful smile of hers.