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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 · Urban
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2040 Chs

Spending the Spare Time before Class

Because of how Fuyu kept on avoiding me, I had no other choice but to give up on talking to the girl. Once we reached the gate, I handed her the clingy Akane and watched them disappear inside their school building.

While Akane longingly looked back at me, that girl went straight without even looking over her shoulder. She wanted to be out of my sight as soon as she could.

Really… After boldly suspecting me twice, she became like a scared mouse running away from the cat all the time. If she would continue acting like that, I would probably be forced to use that contact number she gave me a month ago.

I hadn’t touched it yet since there’s really no reason to… But if that’s the only way for her to talk to me then I shouldn’t be too reserved anymore.

Anyway, if only there was more time, I could’ve pulled her into some alley where no one could see us and let her understand that there was no need to be afraid of me or tell her that I couldn’t care less about her suspicions.