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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 · Urbano
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2454 Chs

Being an Idol

“Am I still an idol for you?”

“Ruki will forever be my number 1 idol.”

“I’m flattered. But I’m your boyfriend now. I wonder, what is an idol to you?”

Laying out that question, Hiyori fell into contemplation. She stopped clinging to me and sat down straight next to me.

Watching her doing that, I somehow reinforced my evaluation that when it comes to talking about idols, Hiyori would be more engaged.

“Uhm… Idols are people admired. I personally love them because they’re like a light guiding me out of the darkness… They’re always smiling no matter the challenge. And they’re not shy at all. Like you, Ruki. You guided me out of my situation… I thought it was fine to just quietly cheer myself up when I’m alone or with my idol-enthusiast friends. But you suddenly appeared before me, cheering up in any way you can. I still remember that day you sang and danced for me. I always treasure that moment.”