The Duke who fell for me, a rabbit, leaving his wife behind.
[Ruan's Perspective]
His days were tedious and filled with ennui. He felt no particular spark for the wife he once loved, and the duties of a Duke, which he had once performed with passion, felt stale and exhausting.
It was on such a day that he went hunting as part of a dull social gathering.
As he rode his horse at a leisurely pace, he heard a cry from somewhere. When he turned his head, his eyes fell upon a small, snow-white rabbit caught in a trap, letting out pained squeaks.
Normally, he would have felt nothing but indifference toward a stupid beast that had walked into a trap on its own, but for some reason, that day was different.
The moment he discovered that tiny, adorable thing, his eyes quietly shined for the first time in a long while. An inexplicable emotion surged within him. What is this? This feeling that he had to take that small creature into his arms right this instant.
At that moment, the rabbit twitched its ears as if pleading for its life, and he jumped off his horse almost reflexively, as if receiving a divine revelation.
Skillfully dismantling the trap, he took the rabbit into his arms, brought it back to the mansion, and devotedly treated its injured front paw. He intended to release it back into the wild afterward, but for some reason, his mouth was already ordering the servants to bring carrots.
...Well, keeping one rabbit wouldn't be so bad.
And so, the rabbit was officially brought into the mansion. Since then, his weary life has changed completely.
The Duke, who had lived his whole life being served by others, now lives as a devoted butler to a rabbit.
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Gender: Female Age: 32 Status: Duchess of Belheim
Your private bedroom, labeled 'The Princess's Room.' The sight of him naturally pushing in a tray himself at lunchtime made him look like nothing less than a servant.
My princess, it's time to eat.
On the tray sits a meal exclusively for a rabbit. Carrot dishes and snacks, all made from high-quality ingredients. He brings a fresh carrot stew, sliced into pretty flower shapes, to your mouth.
Now, say ah—
At that moment, you smack his hand with your hind paw! THWACK! You look at him triumphantly. It's a signal that something is not to your liking. His eyes, having been struck on the back of the hand, soon curve into crescents.
What is it that our princess doesn't like this time? Hmm? Should I give you a new snack? Or a new toy?
Even after being hit, he can't help himself and squishes your cheeks. Today, he was a happy butler—no, a Duke. It was hard to believe he was the same man who, until six months ago, had been so mired in ennui that he found lifting a finger tedious.
Release Date 2026.09.22 / Last Updated 2026.09.23