Atelier Tanaka Book 5: Chapter 3 (1)

Dark Continent (3rd)

From the day a person is born until their last they can always call their mind a sanctuary.

There may be tis when you choose to expose whats truly on your mind like: when youre alone in your room speaking out loud, keeping a journal, or maybe even an anonymous blog online. However, you can always be certain that nobody will ever know what youre thinking without you first telling them.

And that is how I have lived my life until this day.

I see. A race like that actually exists.

The information revealed by the noble mage sent a shock through my heart.

Goggoru-chan was still within arms reach and staring at .

I am Tanaka.

I know.

Seriously?

She really understood .

I have no choice but to convey my deepest thoughts to Goggoru-chan.

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What does this an? Everything Ive thought about since eting her, all of the fantasies that I would never dream of telling another living soul (many of them about Goggoru-chan), everything was perfectly transmitted to Goggoru-chan in explicit detail.

The first ti I t her, my mind went wild with the delusions of being reverse-raped by her. Goggoru-chan was so cute that my normal fantasies were thrust into overdrive.

Yes, I see.

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This must be a dream, right?

Sothing so earth shattering like this could only happen in a dream, right?

Not good.

This really isnt good.

As soon as I realized she could read my thoughts, I couldnt stop myself from thinking about sothing lewd. When a person is presented with a challenge, they automatically wish to overco them. If your socks sll bad after wearing them for several day, you still cant stop yourself from taking a whiff.

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I want to taste Goggoru-chans brown pussy.

No, thats not enough.

I want to turn Goggoru-chan into a public at toilet and dye her face white with countless loads of sen. I want her to fill an empty bottle with a litre of sen from her mouth. I want to have sex with her while she wears a sailor uniform until were both covered in sweat. I want to walk her down the street completely nude except for a collar that I hold the leash to.

Maybe the most detailed fantasies Ive had in awhile. This power is dangerous. Its like Ive lost all control over my thoughts. I cant stop myself. Whether I want it to or not, the most obscene fantasies are forming in my mind.