After confirming that Eleonora had swallowed every last drop without leaving a single trace, I immediately began patrolling the pigsties. My routine check involved the basics: seeing if the pigs were eating well and ensuring the automatic feeders weren't broken.
From the perspective of someone raising livestock for meat, checking whether pigs are eating is the most fundamental task, so I'll move past that. But these feeders...
If nothing else, checking the feeders for malfunctions was incredibly important. Why? Because if they break, I'd have to haul a cart around and manually shovel feed into every single pen until they're fixed!
Training Eleonora while juggling my daily schedule is already exhausting enough; the mere thought of dragging a cart from stall to stall to hand-feed pigs was horrifying.
Anyway, while patrolling the feed stations, I also had to check meticulously for any pigs that had died or fallen ill overnight.
[Hmm... well, if they are sick or dead, identifying the disease and whether it's contagious is the top priority!]
Historical records often mention how plagues spread after the rainy season. Lines like, "A plague has spread, and the soldiers' morale drops by the day," or "The soldiers are collapsing from disease and cannot go into battle."
In reality, when a contagious disease breaks out, the rule is to isolate them! But people in the past didn't have vaccines, and more than anything, armies are packed into cramped spaces. Once a plague starts, it spreads through the ranks in an instant.
It's the same for livestock.
While not as dense as hens in a battery farm, hundreds of pigs are huddling together in these pens. An outbreak of disease is fatal enough to lead to a mass die-off in the blink of an eye. Moreover, if it were just my farm getting wrecked, that would be one thing, but it could spread anywhere and damage other farms. That's why I check them one by one.
[Ehh... but even if you check this thoroughly, you're just going to sell them to that "other world" anyway, so you don't have to go this far... just do it roughly...]
"Hey! Listen to you talk. Just because I've taken on a profession I can't exactly brag about doesn't mean I should do a half-assed job!"
[Hick!]
To an outsider, this might look like a common rural pig farm, but this is the building my grandfather built for my father. In a sense, it's a legacy left by my grandfather. On this land passed down from grandfather to father and father to me—you want me to be lazy?! There's a limit to how much you can disrespect the work!
[I-I'm sorry! I was wrong!]
Feeling the SD character (system avatar) turn pale as I showed uncharacteristic offense—simmering as if about to explode—she immediately stripped off her clothes and prostrated herself flat on the ground. To show her sincere apology, she discarded her SD form and transformed into her full-sized, realistic appearance: the winged woman.
What do they call it in technical terms? A "Naked Dogeza"?
"I'll let it slide this time because of the sincerity of your apology, but don't you ever say that crap again."
[Y-Yes... I'm sorry...!]
Of course, I have nothing to say about cutting off the various connections my father left behind. But if I were to make an excuse, it was a sacrifice for the greater good—a safeguard to prevent innocent third parties from getting caught up in this, and the price paid to protect this land.
"But even that will be for nothing if I can't train that sow."
For some unknown reason, if I don't train Eleonora, this land will be reduced to ashes. I don't know the specifics of how or why, but currently, the only way and the only clue to protecting this place is training that female knight.
It might look like I'm just going in there to play with my dick every day, but strictly speaking, this is necessary work to save the farm.
"You stay like that all day. It's a punishment. Don't you dare think about standing up or putting on clothes."
[Ye-hes... ♥ I'll stay prostrated and naked like this! I'll stay like this until your anger melts away!]
Look at her. I only said it because I was annoyed, but the way her body is twitching is quite the sight. She's even swaying her hips cutely as if to appease me. It was, admittedly, very effective.
"I'll be watching you the whole time. Got it?"
[Yeees! Rain or shine, I'll stay prostrated naked like this!]
To let the pink-haired girl know I was watching her, I detached the window broadcasting her live feed and placed it in the corner of my vision. Then, I headed straight for the pen where Eleonora was kept.
[A-Ah...! Is this what they call "neglect play"...?! As I thought, you're trying to turn me into your faithful sow too...]
Seeing her start to tremble while indulging in delusions inside the "Live" bordered window, I hit the mute button in the corner as if she were being too noisy and opened the stable door.
"..."
I don't know what she was thinking, but Eleonora, who had been staring out the window, immediately looked disgusted the moment I entered. Understandably so—she was wearing clothes.
The high spirits she had earlier from being full had hit rock bottom; her face was filled with displeasure.
"When did you get all dressed up?"
"...Then are you saying I should remain naked?"
"Of course! Since when does a sow get to wear clothes!"
"Hmph..."
Eleonora snorted at my playful shouting. It was a snort of disbelief, as if my words were absurd. However, the fact that she didn't scream at me was a huge step forward.
"Fine. What foul thing have you come to do to me today?"
"Foul? How many times do I have to tell you it's a medical procedure?"
At my words, Eleonora silently showed me her backside, where an anal plug was inserted, as if asking if I was serious. The silhouette of the plug bulging through her black leggings almost looked like a tail.
"Ahem. Anyway, looking at your face, it seems the itching hasn't subsided..."
Eleonora's face twisted in anger again.
"So, have you come to poke at my rear again? Or are you using that as an excuse to violate my womb? If you're going to do it, do it quickly. I wish to finish and enjoy the fresh air."
Due to the rules of the cage, she couldn't leave through the window, but she could lean against it. Eleonora kept her hips pointed toward me defiantly while soaking in the sunlight and fresh air.
"As I said before, I'm not a doctor, but I told you I'm exploring possibilities and providing simple treatments for the itching your body is experiencing, right?"
"..."
How could she forget? It wasn't just anything; it started with anal beads and led to the anal plug currently stretching and developing her rear.
Although she still wouldn't look at me, Eleonora's face flushed red, and her body trembled slightly.
"Be happy! After looking through various materials for you, I've found a likely cause!"
"...Did you not say the worms inside my body were the main cause?"
Eleonora looked at me with deep distrust, wondering what nonsense I was about to spew. I stepped out of the pen and approached the window where she was. As she tried to turn her head away, I unfolded a crumpled piece of paper from my pocket.
"...What is this? What kind of drawing is this?"
"This is the 'possibility' I mentioned."
Eleonora stared intently at the photo, tilting her head in confusion.
"Is it... a bug?"
"Correct! This is a mite called Scabies!"
It was time to start lying again.
"Before we talk about what this bug does, first, strip. Take off everything. Don't leave a single thing on your body."
While looking at me with a look of "I knew it" combined with pathetic disgust, Eleonora slowly reached for her armor and began undoing the buckles.
"Listen while you undress. These Scabies are mites—microscopic mites you can't see. You're itchy during the day, but it gets much worse at night, doesn't it?"
"..."
Eleonora remained silent but didn't deny it. Regardless, I continued.
"These bugs are mainly active at night, which is why the itching intensifies then. Plus, they love dark, damp places, so they especially inhabit the groin and the private parts..."
"Ugh..."
At the mention of her "private parts," Eleonora flinched, as if the words hit a nerve.
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