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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
2319 Chs

Laying it out

When I previously said I preferred Ishida-senpai as an admirable senior, it’s mostly because that’s how I came to be interested in her. Ever since meeting her during that club recruitment day, she remained steadfast in her passion for the Literature Club.

Well, her judgements and decisions weren’t always perfect. For example, coming with that Kenji to a love hotel. Although I somehow prevented it and she clearly reflected on her decision, that just showed her imperfections as a human being. No one could call themselves perfect. Except for narcissists, I guess?

Anyway, apart from that, Ishida-senpai retained her admirability. In my eyes, at least. Her impartiality and her love for the club were probably the things I like about her.

And even though she clearly expressed last Sunday that she invited me not because she likes me, this particular move from her says otherwise.

I could now feel her racing heartbeat. Her hands’ grip was also tightening to keep it from shaking.