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.

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Ichihara-san's Request

Once the lesson ended and everyone went to take a shower or change out of their sweaty sports outfit, I went to the free area beside the changing rooms.

There, I waited for a bit for the one who requested to talk to me. Ichihara-san.

Truthfully, she never said what could be the reason for wanting to talk to me so… I could only come up with a guess.

I doubt it would be about her husband though. Ichihara-san might be amiable and easy to talk to but she seemed to be the type who wouldn’t just reveal her private life. Nonetheless, even if that’s the case, she’s somehow wearing her emotions on her sleeve. Otherwise, I wouldn’t notice that expression of her with the mere mention of her husband.

My wait didn’t take long. Around two minutes later, she showed up, still in her skin-tight sports outfit. Her hair was wet from sweat but her face was already refreshed. It looked like she just washed her face and then ran out to meet me.

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