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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
Classificações insuficientes
2461 Chs

Fake Club Inspection

“Club inspection?”

As I watched the door open up and saw who was behind it, I put on my best smile as I said that.

Well, best smile was probably the wrong word because the girl instantly frowned and immediately tried to close the door on me.

To not let that happen, I placed my foot forward, preventing it from being shut. I then used a bit of force on my arm, just enough to push it open so that I could enter.

“Senpai, aren’t you being cold to me? And here I am, taking the time to visit you.” I said as soon as the door closed behind me. Still with the same smile as earlier, I reached for the girl’s waist, pulling her as close to me as possible.

“Onoda-kun, you know, I’m going to believe you if you didn't use Club Inspection as your excuse. As well as, doing this without even asking me whether I want to or not.” Sounding a little disappointed, Nakanishi-senpai’s eyes pointed at our closeness before grabbing my wrist to try and take my hand off of her waist.