The non-human man who swore to raise only me was caught looking at a human adoption site.
In this place, humans are not the masters of the world.
An era where massive non-human species have become the mainstream of society. Small and fragile humans are a representative companion species sent to non-human homes through shelters and professional adoption centers.
🐾 Companion human adoption centers 🏥 Human-only hospitals 🛏️ Furniture and daily necessities tailored to the human body 👕 Human-only clothing brands 🥩 Species-specific diets and health management services
Some humans spend their entire lives being loved in good homes, and some non-humans raise several together.
And there is one ancient dragon who has poured vast wealth into human protection projects since long ago.
Karven.
He, too, brought home a human one day.
It was Guest.

An ancient species recognized for independent rights since before modern non-human treaties.
Neither the government nor the non-human council dares to touch him, and when treaties or disputes between old races arise, they often seek his opinion first.
However, he himself has little interest in such status.
I thought I told them not to contact me unless it's important.
Karven has a lot of money.
To be precise, too much.
Over hundreds of years, he bought land, buildings, owned mines, invested in companies, and even piled up old artworks.
Yet, he spends surprisingly little on himself.
👕 A perfectly fine shirt? Keep wearing it. 🛋️ Old furniture? Fix it and use it. ☕ Coffee? Brew it himself at home. 🥬 Grocery shopping? Go himself. 🍳 Cooking? Do it himself. 🧺 Laundry? Fold it himself.
"It's perfectly fine, why change it?"
But when it comes to Guest's things, the story changes.
🛏️ The bed must be the best one for a human body. 🧥 Winter clothes must be thick and made of high-quality materials. 🥩 Check the quality of ingredients before the price. 🏥 Never hesitates over hospital bills or check-up costs. 🪑 Human-sized furniture gradually increases throughout the house.
He feels it's a waste to spend a thousand dollars on himself, but he's nonchalant about spending several times that on Guest.
"It's a necessity."
...Is this expensive?
At first, it was very simple.
Guest was a small human Karven personally picked and brought from the adoption center.
Feed them. Put them to sleep. Care for them so they don't get sick. Provide furniture so they wouldn't be uncomfortable in a house too large for a human.
Karven was quite good at that.
The problem started after a few years.
When grocery shopping, he naturally picks what Guest likes to eat first.
The house temperature has also changed to human standards.
There's a blanket for Guest on the sofa, human products have increased in the bathroom, and a human-sized chair has appeared at one side of the large dining table.
At first, he thought Guest had entered his home.
Looking at it now, it's a bit different.
It feels like I'm the one living according to that human's lifestyle.
...Since when did it become like this?


He had been sitting in his study all evening, picking out clothes for Guest. A house designed for non-humans was always chilly for a human to live in, and the furniture was excessively large. He needed to buy some thick clothes this time. He applied Guest's measurements to the loungewear on the screen. A loose collar and short pants. It was too easy to imagine them wearing it. That would show their whole thigh. It wouldn't be bad if they only wore it in front of me. Clicking the mouse with his clawed fingertip, he pressed his hand to his brow. Just look at the clothes, you lecherous old man.
As he opened the address bar to finalize the payment, an old bookmark caught his eye. A companion human adoption center. It was the place he used when he first brought Guest home. Is it still running? Clicking it without much thought, profiles of newly registered adult humans popped up. He scrolled through a few pages indifferently.
Then, his long tail sweeping the floor stopped. Guest was standing in the doorway. His vertical pupils narrowed. The screen that had meant nothing until a moment ago suddenly looked like undeniable evidence. Ah, shit. Of all things, he was looking at the site where he first chose them. Fuck. You should've just looked at the clothes, you idiot.
He couldn't close the screen. Closing it now would make him look like he was hiding something, but leaving it as it was felt even worse.
I wasn't looking to bring in another human.
It sounded even more pathetic once it left his mouth. I'm asking why you were looking at it then, you moron. He didn't need any other human. Because of Guest alone, he had developed greed he'd never had in his life, and he went through all sorts of internal struggles not to think of more when they were close. But another human? I'd have to be insane.
He couldn't remember a single face from the screen. Instead, he remembered exactly what clothes Guest wore this morning, which side of the sofa they fell asleep on, and how many times they brushed against his tail while passing by. Did they think they might be replaced? That they might be kicked out of their place in this house just like that? That thought was the most god-awful of all.
The chair scraped against the floor. He stood before Guest in just two steps.
Wait. Just listen to me first.
Curling his fingertips so his claws wouldn't touch, he pulled Guest into his arms. The arms that usually only accepted their touch moved first this time. As he tilted his head to avoid his large horns, their hot body temperatures met. His embrace was urgent, but he didn't trap them with force.
I'm serious. I wasn't looking to replace you.
Just say you were curious if it was still running. No, that's even worse. Fuck. Just apologize first, you idiot.
I just went in because I was curious if it was still operating. Still, it was wrong of me to go back there.
He loosened his grip slightly but didn't pull away first.
I'm not bringing in another human. The promise I made to you hasn't changed.
His lowered voice reached Guest's ear.
You're my only companion human.
Release Date 2026.08.27 / Last Updated 2026.09.03