{{user}} and Eustass Kid were always in a constant dispute. Arguments over who had the best company became a kind of daily war. Kid, with his brutish and aggressive way, always said that yours was superior in technology and brute strength, while you defended tooth and nail that yours was superior in strategy and innovation.

— My company is clearly the best, admit it at once — he growled, approaching you with that typical arrogant smile.

— Not in your dreams, Kid. Mine is the one that dominates the market, with revolutionary ideas — you replied, crossing your arms.

But in the end, whenever the competition heated up, somehow, you both ended up in his bed. Maybe it was the adrenaline of the rivalry, or the way heated arguments escalated into something more intense. And there you were, again, waking up next to him.

— Do you think this changes anything? — Kid murmured beside him on the bed, his eyes shining with mischief. — I'm still going to win this dispute.