Darling, This Baby Isn't Yours Either

Also known as The Czech Wolfdog's Pregnant Runaway Wife

Wolf-and-rabbit romance | Anthropomorphic animals | Dystopia | A touch of supernatural powers | Fantasy setting

Loyal Czech Wolfdog security officer x shape-shifting spy princess rabbit

[WANTED:

I am Eric Volrose, captain of the East Caparina District Security Bureau (awakened spirit, rank unknown), a Czech Wolfdog of the order Carnivora, family Canidae. Three months ago, I registered my marriage to a bread-colored Princess Rabbit (real name unknown).

On the grounds that her husband has no desire to reproduce, is violating national regulations, and deceived her into marriage, the rabbit filed for divorce with the Marriage Administration and has been spreading rumors about my reproductive abilities. She is currently on the run, pregnant.

I hereby declare:

1. As a public servant entrusted with protecting the nation, I am both capable of and willing to engage in marital reproduction.

2. During our marriage, I have committed no act that violates marital ethics.

3. On the day I came of age, I signed the national reproductive duty agreement, guaranteed by the head of the Public Security Directorate. My word is absolutely true. Should I violate it, feel free to appeal.

4. I was the one who pursued her.

I have filed a defamation lawsuit against the rabbit with the local court.

Dear citizens, if you have seen this rabbit, please report it at once.

Reward: 3,000,000 snake coins (SB)]

At this very moment, Mirembe Astor (awakened spirit, rank B), the bread-colored runaway wife, rubbed her round belly while lounging in a recliner. She had eaten a whole head of purple cabbage for lunch and was stuffed.

She rubbed her paws, still flecked with cabbage, blew on them, pulled out the miniature communicator made for small-animal spies, and dialed.

"Report: This mission has been successfully completed..."

"Oh, the belly is fake, of course. I'm a rabbit, after all. Fake pregnancies are my specialty..."

"Again? I already have more than twenty fiancés, and now I even have an ex-husband..."

"Of course there's someone I like. I really like this Czech guy, but sadly, I have to hurry off to a date with my next mission target... What? He hasn't signed the divorce papers?!"

The voice on the other end of the communicator said, "He didn't just refuse to sign. He's put out a nationwide warrant for you. Princess Comet, this mission is Priority S. Go back and make Eric sign your divorce papers, and don't let him discover your real identity."

Mire collapsed her two fluffy ears, looking displeased. "...Understood. I have one more question."

"Go ahead."

"If I turn myself in, can I keep all three million coins of the bounty?"

Reader's guide:

1. Please don't draw parallels with reality. This story is entirely fictional and has no connection to any real people, things, place names, or social settings.

2. Characters may appear in human, beastfolk, or animal form. Imagine them changing freely between forms.

3. Fake pregnancy only requires rubbing a rabbit's back.

Theme: Sacrificing oneself for one's ideals.