webnovel

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
レビュー数が足りません
2319 Chs

Running away

Confirming what I had suspected earlier, Setsuna-nee found herself in a situation where her responses to Akane and the other girls seemed somewhat stiff. Her smile was even forced at times

Based on my observations, she might be more self-conscious in a private setting than in a public one, where she could maintain a facade.

For instance, on the day they went to watch the practice game, Setsuna-nee was surrounded by our classmates. At that time, she confidently carried herself as Satsuki's older sister, awing everyone who approached her.

However, this time, with my girls acting differently and the seniority she often relied on not being as pronounced, Setsuna-nee struggled to interact with them.

How do I describe it? It's like she couldn't keep up with them.

Juri moved closer to us in an attempt to help. Unfortunately, even with her assistance, Setsuna-nee remained somewhat nervous in her seat, occasionally clutching the hem of her shirt.