When asked about the three essential elements for human survival—or the three factors that determine happiness in modern society—we naturally think of "Food, Clothing, and Shelter" without needing much time to ponder.

Clothing, food, and a dwelling. If even one of these three elements is lacking, the guarantee of living a human life becomes unclear. In severe cases, the absence of any single one is directly linked to the issue of survival. They are truly indispensable.

"Now, let’s make a deal. A trade. If you eat this, I won’t touch your clothes or your armor. In fact, I might even loosen the restraints on your hands. But in return, you must dutifully eat the meals I bring you, every single time."

I placed the plate of food, still steaming hot, through the gap in the bars—wide enough for a person’s head to pass through. Eleonora scoffed as if the idea was absurd.

"And what happens if I do not eat it? As I told you before, I can survive for a month without a single drop of water without any issues."

"Then you will have protected your honor as a knight and your rights as a human being. Of course, I can’t guarantee anything after that month."

Eleonora silently looked down at her hands—her front paws.

"Eat the slop and suffer the humiliation but keep your clothes? Or refuse the slop and lose your clothes?"

"If you choose the latter... I’ll give you this bread I bought from the mart instead! Honestly, I really wanted to watch you starve for a month to see if you could actually survive, but you know me—I’m a Master with such a kind heart, aren’t I?"

Eleonora glared at me with eyes that looked ready to vomit.

However, judging by her hesitation earlier, I knew she was wavering.

At the very least, I had shown her that I keep my promises.

We hadn’t even known each other for a day, yet through the deal regarding the destruction of her sword this morning, I had planted the perception in her mind that ’I am a man who keeps his word.’

But she isn’t crazy enough to fully trust me yet.

Naturally, she would try to find loopholes in the deal I offered, seeking a trick to gain both outcomes. If I were Eleonora—

"...I choose the former."

She would choose to eat the fried rice and keep her clothes.

Since it was true that she could endure a month without eating or drinking, choosing the former was the logical path. It allowed her to maintain her dignity by keeping her clothes while also securing food.

Regarding her clothes, I had total control over forcibly stripping or dressing her. But regarding food, she could simply accept the deal now and think of an excuse not to eat later.

I expect she plans to refuse later, claiming she’s sick or something similar.

"Hmph, foolish man."

Eleonora smirked, filled with ridicule, thinking I had given her an overwhelmingly advantageous choice. But that smile was shattered the moment I opened my mouth again.

"What are you doing? You said you’d do it, so eat."

"...I will eat once I am dressed."

Does she think I’m an idiot?

"Uh-uh! It’s no fun if you start acting like this already."

"Kuh... This is for my honor... Even if I must endure this humiliation, if it is to protect my honor... something like this..."

Eleonora crawled forward on all fours, approaching the gate where I stood. She looked up at me blankly, as if asking what I was doing. When I stared back with the same expression, her face quickly twisted in realization.

"You expect me... to stick my head out here, shove my face into a trough, and eat this like a pig...?!"

"Oh! That’s a great idea. I’ll make a trough for you later. Should I serve it in that next time?"

Grind!

Realizing I wouldn’t yield a single inch, Eleonora ground her teeth. Eventually, desperate to reclaim her garments, she thrust her head through the bars. Perhaps thinking it was pointless to ask for utensils now, she didn’t even ask, moving her mouth directly toward the plate.

Seizing the moment, I immediately lowered a heavy wooden frame over Eleonora’s neck, locking her head firmly in place.

"W-What is this?! Yoooouuu bastard! You tricked me!"

"Wait, wait, this isn’t a trick—"

"Even if you were a pathetic man, I thought you were at least one who kept his own promises! You shameless—"

"Shut up!"

Slap—!

"Hiiiiieek?!"

A bright red handprint was stamped onto the thrashing Eleonora’s ass cheek.

I had smacked her once before when forcing her mouth open, but this time I aimed for the sweet spot. I must have hit it perfectly because a clear, crisp sound rang out, giving anyone who heard it a sense of refreshing satisfaction.

"Since you’re a Grand Master, I assume you don’t get sick easily. But I can’t trust you, can I? You might be hiding an illness right now just to deceive me."

"What does that have to do with what you are doing right now?! Release me at once! Buhiiii—?!"

Slap!

With another spank on her ass, Eleonora stamped her feet helplessly.

"Normally, I’d give you an antibiotic injection. But since these are for pigs, they might not work well on humans. So, I prepared a special antibiotic just for you."

"Antibiotic? What do you mean! What nonsense are you spouting!"

I didn’t know if these people healed with magic or what, but just in case, I had asked the System/Message earlier. As if offering a service, it had handed me a specific medicine.

[Heheh. Asking to create medicine in the form of a suppository to shove into that Knightess’s asshole-pussy? As expected of the Master Breeder! I’ve learned a thing or two from you!]

Just as the text said, I held a bullet-shaped suppository antibiotic.

Originally, I planned to inject her with penicillin using a needle. But trying to stick a needle into someone who is this wary of me would only cause a rampage. She’d think I was trying to harm her, and one of us would end up hurt. Most likely, I’d be the one getting stabbed by the needle.

So, I chose this method! Administering the antibiotic via suppository.

Since it was created by a supernatural power, I don’t know if antibiotics are usually administered through this hole, but the effect should be definite.

"Come on, relax. Relax."

"Wh-Wh-What?! Wh-Where are you touching?! I thought you intended to rape me, but surely not that—?!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Of course I’m going to rape you. But not today. I’ll do that tomorrow."

"What?!"

I used my fingers to spread her fleshy ass cheeks wide and slowly caressed her asshole. Eleonora freaked out, struggling to get away, but she was quickly subdued by another spanking.

"It won’t even hurt. Just think of it as... prep work. Before you accept my cock someday, you need to learn that this hole isn’t just for shitting, but also for taking things in."

"You vulgar man! Filthy beast! That place is not a hole for inserting things! Not your thing! No, even if it isn’t your thing, it is not a hole for anything to enter!"

"If you don’t know, then you need to be educated!"

"D-Do not put it in...!"

Honestly, seeing this delectable clam right in front of my eyes, I did have the urge to bury my cock in it. But hey, it’s only the first day.

"Okay, relax. I’m putting it in."

"No! Do not! Do not put it in! Buhuuut?!"

Squelch.

Eleonora’s anal sphincter clenched tight, expressing her adamant refusal. But no master can train their vital points perfectly. I applied steady pressure, and once the head of the suppository pushed past the entrance, it was sucked into Eleonora’s anus as if vacuumed inside.

Contrary to my expectation of resistance, it slid in too easily. In fact, Eleonora’s anus completely swallowed my finger up to the root in an instant.

As expected, for a strong-willed female, the back door is the weakness...

"Huh? Hey, my finger isn’t the medicine. Let go."

"Bihiiiiit... Into this filthy hole... a filthy man’s hand... his finger is...?!"

"Damn it, relax! Relax your ass! Uh... Uhhh...? It’s sucking me in deeper! Relax!"

"Pull it out! Quickly! Pull it out right nooooow...!"

They say that when kids play ’kancho’ (poking someone’s butt with fingers), the person doing it is more likely to get hurt than the victim. Was that true?

I frantically tried to pull my finger out of Eleonora’s anus—no, her Asshole-Pussy—which was actively trying to devour it. I pushed against her buttocks with my left hand, struggling to extract my digit.

"Woooaaah?! It-It’s sucking me in even mooore?!"

Once it had tasted its Master, this cheeky hole seemed determined never to let go. It was the world’s most lewd tug-of-war.

For a body startled by the intrusion of a foreign object for the first time, the suction was maddeningly sticky and powerful. Is this the body of a natural-born sow acknowledged by the Message Window?!

"Kkiiiiiieeeek?!"

"Nnnnggggh...!!!"

When I pulled, Eleonora pushed back. When I pulled again, Eleonora’s ass swallowed my finger back up. It turned into a fierce battle of offense and defense.

Chu... bop! Schlick... gluck!

Contrary to the intense struggle, the sound coming from the sow was a wet, sticky song that would make any listener instantly hard.

"Do not scratch! Do not scratch inside me! Can you not hear me telling you to take it out?!"

"You have to relax for me to take it out!"

"Nnngh-huuuuh...!!"

It was a bizarre scene, like I was cranking a generator.

When I tugged my hand, the startled Eleonora’s massive tits jiggled violently as she clamped down, pulling me back in. I would pull again with all my might while pushing her ass away.

"You said it was medicine! You tricked me into thinking it was just medicine...! You tricked meeeee...!"

"This is really not what I intended either?!"

No matter how hard I pulled, the demonic hole showed no sign of yielding. The wriggling walls of her rectum wrapped around my finger snugly.

"Okay, I’m going to pull, so don’t clamp down! Alright? One, two, pullllll?!"

"Buhiiiiiiiit!!"

It was as if she was saying, ’You can never escape,’ or ’I have no intention of letting go of the prey that has entered.’

In the end, all I could do while pulling was curve my finger like a hook to signal her to let go, scratching at her inner walls to tell them to back off.

Squelch! Plap! Gluck!

The sow’s song echoed throughout the entire pigsty.

Even though it was the first time it had accepted anything, Eleonora’s Asshole-Pussy sucked on my finger with expert proficiency, playing a lewd melody.

"I didn’t want to touch this until tomorrow, but plans have changed!"

At this rate, we’d be stuck here forever. I had no choice. I thrust my other fingers into Eleonora’s oddly glistening pussy.

Squelch!

Instantly, with a single wet thrust, the walls that had been crushing my finger as if to break it simultaneously unraveled.

"Hah, uuuuuggggh...?!"

Pop—!

With a sound like a wine cork popping—a sound impossible to believe came from an asshole—my finger flew out, and I fell backward onto my butt.

"That is a truly terrifying hole...! Hiiik?! Look at all this wetness...!!"

"Haaah... haaah... haaah...!"

I don’t know about anything else, but that really wasn’t my intention. I hurriedly scrambled over the pen to unlock the frame holding Eleonora’s head.

But I was left speechless by the sight of the Knightess.

She was trembling, her eyes unfocused and rolled back, her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

"Ki... Kill... I will kill you... Surely... K-Kill... Kill you... Buhit! Buhihiiiiit...♥"

[Oh my, oh my.]

...Is this why the evaluation said, ’It might be easier than you think’?