Atelier Tanaka Book 7: Chapter 2 (4)

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Great Holy Land (1st)

On this day, I can no longer call myself a human. I am a horse.

I slowly proceeded down the hallway on all fours as we searched for the dining room. I wasnt a riderless horse either. No, the weight of a human rested on my back. To be more descriptive, a soft and warm virgin ass rested on my virgin back.

Co on! Get a move on!

Drill-chan slapped my butt as she spoke.

This is the type of service most people would have to pay for.

I want her to stick a finger up there too.

Oi, are you?

Am I what, Gerosu-san?

The Kimoronge began to ask sothing before letting his words trail off. He was still standing on his feet which gave off the impression of him looking down on him. However, none of that matters to . The warmth perating through my back from Drill-chans ass is so warm that nothing else matters. Im in love with this warmth. I wouldnt even mind if she peed.

are you enjoying this treatnt?

What a ludicrous accusation.

The Kimoronge looked confused, but his guess was completely right.

Im loving this.

However, I need to keep my true feelings hidden. I need Drill-chan to continue punishing without realizing I enjoy it. That way she can enjoy the rest of the vacation while I secretly enjoy her punishnts. If she discovers that Im actually enjoying myself, shell begin to question why I acted so reluctant to accept the slave agreent, and it wont be hard to find the answer.

If it were up to , Id happily stand up and knock your master to the ground right now.

Yes, but if you do that, youll never get your hands on the recipe.

Ku

I figure an annoyed ku is enough of a response for now.

This feels so good.

My back is so warm.

This feeling of dominance is the best! I feel so good!

As Drill-chan gave voice to my own thoughts, the vibrations caused by her yelling travelled through her body and into my own. The subtle trembling of her ass was the greatest thing Ive ever experienced. I can clearly feel her ass rubbing against . This is a dream co true.

I made the right decision.

Im glad I allowed Drill-chan to co with and nobody else. If Ester-chan, Edita Sensei, or Allen were here, I wouldnt be able to live out my dream like this. If any of them saw in this state, Id imagine it would be more difficult managing them or my territory in the future.

Ooooooooooohohohohoho!

Ku.

Drill-chans ass is the best.

I think she has what people call birthing hips.

Her chest is massive and now I learn that she has a huge ass too. Are there no limits to this big-breasted blonde loli?

Oooooooooooohohohohohohohohoho!

Its inevitable that Goggoru-chan will learn of this later when she mind-rapes .

Although, that would probably feel good too.

Sothing like a second rape. As long as nothing actually happens between us, Goggoru-chan can read as much as she likes. And if she takes the initiative and does it without my consent, it would be like a second reverse rape.

Hurry up already! What kind of useless horse are you!?

Ku.

I think this is becoming a habit.

This horse will do his best to make it to the dining hall.

Ill beat out the Kimoronge and beco Drill-chans favorite pet before this vacation ends.

I wont let him win.

M-Master, over there! That looks like a dining hall!

It was clear that the Kimoronge didnt like the treatnt I was receiving. He began frantically looking for the dining hall, and when he found it, he started desperately shouting and waving his hands around. Im sure he wishes he was in my place right now.

I never expected you to fall so far, Kimoronge.

Hes starting to act like a slave who has lost everything.

A powerful demon has lost to a lowly virgin.

Ara~n, thats too bad.

I-Ill act as Masters horse from now on.

The desperation was clear in his eyes.

He acted in an instant and before I knew it, he was at the sa height as in the pose of a horse. His long legs allowed him to take longer strides than I could.

This is the difference between a pony and a racehorse.

Is that so? I was hoping my current horse could at least take to my seat.

Continuing to play the role of Drill-chans horse could prove dangerous.

If we enter the dining hall like this, its guaranteed that well eventually run into so of the maids and butlers.

If I wanted to save face, it would be smart to pass off the title of horse to the Kimoronge. I could renounce my title of horse and wait for the two of them to find their seats before entering a little while later so people wont associate with them.

.

As if Id give up this opportunity to feel Drill-chans warm cheeks on my back.

I know what I must do.

Kuku.

I continued my annoyed grunts, but continued with happiness in my heart.

I accidentally let out two.

I took steady strides as I continued on all fours toward the dining hall.

Ufufuufufufufufu, thats right. Thats a good horse.

Master!?

Drill-chan couldnt hide her pleasure.

I swear it feels like my back is getting even warr.

This feels great.

This is the definition of a win-win situation.

A winning relationship.

Hurry up now! Take to my seat right now!

Ku.

Slap Drill-chan blessed my ass with another slap.

The slaps were actually making move faster too.

I entered the dining hall in the position of a horse but with the heart of a man whos accomplished his dreams.

Naturally, our strange appearance drew the eyes of the maids and butlers, but I didnt mind their stares. The warmth of Drill-chans ass is all that matters, everything else is trivial.

Breaking her hyn would bring to nirvana.

I was already at full mast.

Its fine though. Its impossible to notice when Im on all fours.

Oooooooooohohohohoho!

The strange sight coupled with Drill-chans outrageous cry made it impossible for anyone watching us to tell what was happening.

This virgin will beco a thoroughbred.

T-Tanaka!?

A vaguely familiar voice cried out my na.

My attention was naturally drawn toward the voice. Due to my position as a horse, I had to lift my head up to see the faces of anyone looking down at . It took a mont to find the person that said my na. Directly ahead of were several familiar faces seated on a cushy sofa.

The Heroes of the East and West along with their parties.

It was the Hero of the West that said my na. I knew I recognized the voice. This is the first ti weve seen each other since Academy City. I dont think Ive ever seen one of these heroes without the other.

The rest of the party appeared to be so shocked by my appearance that they were stunned into silence.

Why are y-youno, why is soone sitting on you?

.

What are the Heroes doing here?

Theyve seen everything now.

Just as I was starting to worry about what consequences my indulgences may have caused, a maid rushed to my side.

The Heroes arrived here and ntioned they were acquaintances of Baron Tanakas. We brought them to your room so they could visit you. I sincerely apologize if we should have asked first.

I see.

She said she brought them to my room, but isnt this the dining hall?

A-ara~n? What a troubleso situation.

Drill-chan seed genuinely surprised to encounter soone that recognized .

Every ti she moved the feeling was transmitted through my back.

It seems that Drill-chan recognizes the Heroes. They were both in Academy City at the sa ti and t each other there, but those two are great Heroes so its likely their faces are known throughout the world.

Well, I guess theres no point worrying about it now.

Whats seen cannot be unseen.

what is your relationship with this woman?

.

Would master and slave be a bad answer?

I wanted to remain a mysterious stranger to the Heroes while occasionally acting as their benefactor. I suppose this encounter adds to my mystique but not in any way I wouldve wanted.

T-This is the dining hall, right?

This is, um, the reception room.

The maid provided with an answer.

reception room?

C-Correct.

Damn it. The Kimoronge is a terrible navigator.

Where the hell is the dining hall?

I shouldve checked myself rather than blindly listening to him.

What am I supposed to do here? Im not even sure where to start if I wanted to speak to them. The Heroes didnt seem to have the sa trepidation as .

I can only imagine what type of person she must be for you to serve.

really?

Despite the ridiculous situation the Hero of the West has been presented with, hes still maintaining a serious expression.

His face was tense and I could see his Adams apple moving up and down as he swallowed his saliva. It looks like hes mistaken about the relationship between Drill-chan and myself. Despite the clear evidence presented before him, hes convinced himself that this is not just a simple sadomasochistic relationship.

Similar expressions could be seen on the faces of his party as well. Both the female priestess and the female magician were just as scared. The Hero of the East and his parties were also looking apprehensive.

All of them must believe that Drill-chan far outranks . Back in Academy City we were seen together as well so they may have ford this impression back then and now its been cented in their minds after seeing us like this.

Oooooooooohohohohohohohohoho!

The lodious ohohos resud which inevitably drew the attention of everyone in the reception room. Drill-chan had thrown her head back and was now holding the back of her hand in front of her mouth. Her violent laughing sent tremors through her body which continued down through my back. This feels amazing.

I have so other business to attend to so Ill leave you with your friends! Dont forget to report back to later to receive more orders!

Drill-chan stood and got off my back.

The departure of her weight was accompanied by the loss of warmth from her backside. This sudden loss was traumatizing. It was as if I had lost a part of myself. The warmth was comforting, but now I feel cold and isolated.

She turned and left the reception area with the Kimoronge right on her heel. This left alone on all fours, surrounded by people I know. What a pathetic sight.

As I stood there tightly holding onto the title of Worlds Most Pathetic Horse, the Hero of the West spoke to once more.

Baron Tanaka, we need to talk.

Please, stop this.

Dont speak to a middle-aged man on his hands and knees in such a serious tone.

what about?

I dont have much of a choice.

I stood to my feet, relinquished my horse crown, and sat on the sofa opposite them.

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