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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2026 Chs

Parting

I had to admit, Fuyu's observation was at least on point. Miho was never a friendly girl to anyone. In fact, I’d never seen her be that friendly to any other girl before I stole her. That’s why seeing her with us and even claiming that she’s close to both Akane and me was a valid point of suspicion.

Nonetheless, Fuyu acting like this when there’s not even a shred of evidence and she’s once again relying on her own judgement was definitely a little off-putting

Normally, I should be mad at her but given that I was guilty – even if it’s not considered cheating in our complex relationship – I couldn’t be compelled to do so.

Besides, before I could even turn and respond to her, the girl had already returned to Akane’s side and hid from my gaze. Seeing her side frame that still resembles a wet chick, weak-looking and shivering, the girl was still afraid of me, or rather, afraid of how I would react.

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