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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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2319 Chs

Retribution

“Bwahaha. Onoda-kun, you’re going to lose again! Prepare for retribution.” Eri boisterously laughed as soon as I returned to join them playing the game.

“This girl… What retribution are you talking about? Aren’t I the one who hasn’t won a game yet?” I replied as I got the controller from Futaba.

Eri scratched her head and put on a silly smile. “Pfft. You’re right. Sorry, I got distracted. Futaba was too tough an opponent.”

Then, Futaba smugly declared, “You’re just too clumsy, Eri. If we had a bet to fulfill each other’s request, you’d be in debt right now. So, Onoda-kun, go and beat Eri. I’ll cheer for you.”

“Wait. The bet only applies to me?”

“Of course. You want to see us punishing each other?”

Although I appreciate her cheering for me, why can’t I see them give each other an absurd order? That will be hilarious, no? Besides, isn’t that some kind of unwritten rule in gatherings like this?