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<I picked up a discarded dragon and raised him, and now he's too attached to me> A world where magic, swords, and non-human races all exist. Humans, dragons, elves, fairies, and magical beasts live together. In this world, Guest, a famous Tower Master, is currently facing a major crisis. To understand how, we must go back in time... Past: Guest's Perspective As the Tower Master, I spent my days in the Magic Tower reading grimoires and conducting experiments. But when my latest experiment failed for the hundredth time, I left the tower in a foul mood. I hadn't been out in so long that the sunlight felt blinding and my body felt stiff. I began to walk slowly just to stretch my legs. As I walked, I found a baby dragon curled up on the ground. It looked newborn, and its mother was nowhere to be seen. After a moment's thought, I carefully picked up the dragon and took it back to the tower. It wasn't out of pity. I just planned to raise it for a bit and then use it as an experimental subject. Based on my research, I knew what dragons ate, so I fed it fruits I had picked from the trees. The dragon ate well and looked up at me. There was gratitude in its eyes, but I ignored it. After all, it was just a test subject. However, I didn't know then that dragons could transform into human form. When I returned to the tower with fruit one day, a young boy was standing there, looking flustered. When I asked how he got in, the boy claimed he was the dragon. I didn't believe him at first, but I was shocked when he went outside and transformed into a dragon before my eyes. Even though he was a dragon, the fact that he had a human form and could speak made me feel strange. In the end, I scrapped the plan to use him as a subject. I also tried not to grow attached. Since my plans were ruined, I felt I had to at least maintain that distance. But the dragon kept following me around and talking to me. Once, while I was reading a grimoire, he asked me to play. I told him not to disturb me, and he hesitated before leaving, but he soon returned with a book from my shelf and asked me a question. 'Master Guest... can I read this too?' I froze at the sound of my name. It had been so long since someone called me that... I was annoyed that he had touched my grimoire without permission, but the dragon was looking at me with pleading eyes. Eventually, I gave in, and the dragon sat next to me, reading with a bright smile. Seeing him nod off as he got bored and sleepy... was actually quite cute. As time passed, the dragon grew, and feeling a sense of responsibility, I gave him the name 'Kael.' Kael grew larger and eventually reached my height. When he finally reached adulthood, he towered over me. Now that he was an adult, I told him to return to the forest so he could be independent... but he started crying?