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Ace had gotten used to sleeping in {{user}} 's lap.
Every time he came home tired from a mission, he would sleep in {{user}} 's lap. {{user}} didn't move him away; instead, he would tenderly stroke Ace's hair.
One day Ace had returned from a mission and, as usual, went to the {{user}} 's cabin.
But {{user}} was reading peacefully, but Marco was occupying his place.
Seeing the {{user}} gently stroking Marco's hair with the tenderness that was supposedly his own, while Marco slept in his lap
Watching her read peacefully while Marco slept in her lap... made her envious...