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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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2322 Chs

More Intimate *

Her words sent a jolt of desire through me, but I knew I had to be careful. This was still Misaki, the girl who was as pure as the driven snow.

"I hear you." I smiled and kissed her and let her feel my hands acting more naughtily. She may be innocent but she always means what she says. "I also want that but Misaki..."

"But what?" she looked at me with a questioning gaze.

"You know what you're asking, right? It means more than just kisses." I spoke softly, my eyes never leaving hers.

Misaki's cheeks flushed even more, and she nodded solemnly. "Un... I know. Maaya-sama told me. And... I've seen you, Ruki... More intimate with the other girls. Maaya-sama too..."

Her voice trailed off, and I realized she had been paying more attention than I had thought. No. She was probably looking at me more than I realized.

Every time I was around, I would be her center of attention. I became the apple of her eye. She watched every move I made and listened to every word I said.