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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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2048 Chs

Uncontrollable (1)

The following periods passed uneventfully.

Not really uneventful but I didn’t think it was worth mentioning that Ogawa made a blunder resulting in the class laughing at him.

Although he didn’t fume at his seat, the guy maintained his silence throughout the remaining class until it was time for the Mentor Program.

With my girls going first to their Mentors, I then moved my feet towards the abandoned clubroom.

Expecting I would meet Izumi-senpai there, I prepared on how I would ask her about the result of the attempt I’d given her to make Ogawa look at her last Friday.

Unfortunately or fortunately?... Instead of Izumi-senpai, the one who arrived at the abandoned clubroom after me was none other than Arisa-senpai.

The swap still happened and this time... they already decided to swap even before coming here.

Upon seeing me, Arisa-senpai sported a wry smile as if she also hadn’t expected that she would be meeting me here.