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

2319 Chs

I should've locked you in with me

With the family starting their dinner, Marika and I also ended up getting invited to the table.

Of course, Kengo frowned at it but with Koharu-chan's pleading eyes, he couldn't refuse. Plus, it wasn't like he hated me. He just didn't like the situation.

Nevertheless, no matter how stiff the situation became, Koharu-chan's cheerfulness was infectious and kept the dinner in a lighthearted atmosphere. And while doing so, she kept praising me to her dad as though trying to nail in the fact that she didn't want any other instructor apart from me.

She got scolded when she tried to throw a punch though. It was considered rude, especially on the dining table.

Marika and I didn't say anything much and let the girl run the floor. As for Ichihara-san, it was clear that she was not only relieved but also glad to see this kind of development. When our gazes momentarily intersected, her gratitude was reflected on the surface of her eyes.

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