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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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2319 Chs

More Private Time

"Alright. Where do you want to go next? We still have time so... I'll be happy to fulfill any of your desires today." I said as we exited the cafe. Misaki's eyes searched around the bustling shopping mall before she leaned into me and whispered.

"Ruki... Can we go somewhere... quieter?" Her voice was barely audible with her cheeks taking on another shade of pink that had nothing to do with the phone she was holding tightly.

I entwined her soft hand with mine and subtly nodded before replying, "Sure, let's find a place."

I knew exactly what she was hinting at. Her innocence and shyness never ceased to amaze me. It was like she was asking for permission to be a little naughty. But then again, I just told her that I'd fulfill any of her desires. I guess this was on me.

We made our way through the crowded mall, searching for a quiet spot. Misaki held onto my arm tightly as if afraid I'd get lost in the sea of people.