Laxus Dreyar was, in no way, no how, the jealous type. No he was not, thank you very much. He wasn't the type to get jealous over others riches or power, and he most certainly was not the type to get jealous of a woman of all things! No. No jealousy over woman at all. He held no feelings of possessiveness towards his partners, nor did he feel territorial when they found someone else to warm their beds besides himself. It was no sweat off his back. What did he care when he could have any woman he wanted with just a gaze? It was there loss, not his.
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