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 · 都市

分數不夠

2296 Chs

Clubhouse Inspection?

As I expected, Orimura-sensei flared up immediately from my question, her face turning a shade darker.

“Happy?! How can I be happy about that?!” she exclaimed, her voice rising slightly. She pressed her lips together in frustration before letting out a groan. “Ugh… Is this some brilliant idea of Hayashi-sensei?”

“Mhm… It’s only a suggestion though. You can refuse if you don’t like it,” I replied with a nod, still keeping my calm tone. “If it’s too much trouble, maybe I can ask Ryouko-san to take over instead. She’ll probably accept it in a heartbeat.”

Yep. That was a lie that I conveniently made up. Hayashi-sensei didn’t say anything regarding a possible refusal from her. By mentioning Ryouko-san, Orimura-sensei would definitely be agitated.

And sure enough, the moment the last sentence left my mouth, Orimura-sensei’s expression visibly hardened.

Her eyes inexplicably narrowed, and without missing a beat, she retorted with a firm, almost defiant declaration.

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