[Football] Bad Boy Batty

Mbappe's name brought back some not-so-good memories for Batistuta, but his form was not affected and he still beat Manchester United's defense. It was a pity that he failed to score a goal in the opening game of the new season. In a sense, Augustus' trash talk tactics were successful.

With Aguero's double and De Bruyne's wonderful volley, Manchester City defeated Manchester United 3-1 to win the Community Shield, continuing last season's quadruple championship. Although it is already a new season, due to the special nature of the Community Shield, they can now proudly state that Manchester City is the first five-crown team in Premier League history!

After the game, many media wanted to interview Batistuta, but he refused and pushed Aguero out. Today's two goals brought the Argentine striker's total number of Premier League goals to a milestone of 250, so he should be the focus of media interviews.

Sitting in front of the cabinet, Batistuta slowly removed his bandages. Augustus' voice kept repeating in his mind. Buy Mbappé? This statement sounded like a joke designed to provoke him, but Batistuta knew that with Augustus' crazy personality and financial resources, this could really happen.

It’s not that he hates Mbappe, it’s just——

very annoying.

Imagine that when Manchester United has both Augustus and Mbappe, every Manchester derby from now on will be in chaos, and group fights in the player tunnel like the last time will happen more and more frequently.

Batistuta rolled up the bandages and other garbage into a ball and threw it away. He turned around and saw De Bruyne walking towards him, so he temporarily put his city rivals and the names of Mbappe out of his mind.

"Hey Kevin." He raised his chin and greeted, then jokingly said, "Are you here to interrogate me?"

Just 7 or 8 minutes ago, when the game was about to end, they had the opportunity to extend the score to 4-1. De Bruyne made a wonderful pass from behind, but Batistuta kicked the ball into the stands as if possessed by Sterling.

"No, I'm not here to blame you, Batistuta, but you reminded me that you should have scored that goal." De Bruyne replied in a teasing tone, while reaching out to ruffle Batistuta's hair. "But it doesn't matter, I believe in you, you will adjust your state, because you always know clearly what you want."

"That's right." Batty held down the other person's hand on his head and looked up at him.

This is a posture they don't use very often.

For ordinary players, this is a bit embarrassing, especially when a teammate passes by, the height of the face will be just level with the opponent's waist.

Perfect for something to eat.

Batistuta had never done this to De Bruyne before. Due to the size issue, he didn't want to do it because it would hurt his jaw and mouth. De Bruyne felt a little regretful, but never said anything. During their foreplay, he hoped that Batistuta could be satisfied first. Whenever Batistuta unconsciously clamped her legs together, pulled his hair, and called his name in a hoarse voice, he would feel extremely satisfied.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

De Bruyne probably thought of this as well, his Adam's apple moved up and down, Batistuta's mouth corners curled up, then he fluttered his eyelashes, looked up at his eyes, and then looked at his eyes (position).

Normally, Batty wouldn't do this.

But now - Neymar is coming, and De Bruyne has not made any move except for behaving a little abnormally these days. Batistuta thought he would at least have a big quarrel with him or something.

So he decided to treat the Belgian midfielder better, give him more privileges and benefits to show that he still cares about him. It's like treating the three guard dogs given to him by the Godfather. When one of them gets a treat, the other two must also have it, otherwise they will be unbalanced and deliberately disobey orders when playing the ball-throwing game next time.

Dogs will act capriciously towards their owners when they are angry, let alone De Bruyne. If he is made unhappy, the consequences will be even more serious. Batistuta thought that with the Belgian midfielder's personality, he might really refuse to pass the ball on the court.

"I miss the risotto you made yourself. Are you free tonight?" Batty asked.

De Bruyne stared at Batistuta's lips for a few seconds.

"Of course," he said.

This is what he wants.

……

In the car, Lucas was disliked by Batistuta because he kept talking about the French team and was sent to the back to sit with Kyle Walker and Stones.

When he first transferred, the French defender didn't speak much English, so he didn't communicate much with others. But after the club found a teacher for him to train, and they chatted in the group during the World Cup, and Walker is a comedian, they gradually became familiar with each other.

And today, Lucas and Walker's relationship has gone a step further because they discovered that the other has the same interest as themselves - Batty.

"I always feel it's weird. It shouldn't be like this." Walker whispered.

In the front row, Batistuta was putting his legs on De Bruyne and browsing his phone, while De Bruyne was giving him a massage. The scene was so unharmonious.

"You knew Neymar was coming, right?" he added.

"Yeah, I find it strange too." Lucas nodded. "Kevin acted too calmly. He didn't have any sense of crisis that his best friend's best friend might not be his best friend any more."

best friend?

Stones held his face with his hands to hide the smirk on his lips. Kevin and Batistuta, their relationship is more than just best friends.

Walker was amazed by Lucas's clear thinking and tongue-twisting spoken language. He gave a thumbs up and then expressed his agreement.

"I think he must be plotting something," Lucas said again, this time in a lowered voice. "Think about it, Kevin has always considered himself Batistuta's best friend, at least in the club, and Neymar's arrival has stimulated him. If we don't do something, he will take Batistuta away from everyone!"

"Well, this is a bit magical, man." Walker scratched his head, "Maybe Kevin just hasn't accepted it yet. After all, there is no official announcement and no movement. When Neymar joins the training, he may explode once, and then he will be normal."

normal?

No, no, no, it will be even more abnormal, Stones shouted in his heart. Although the relationship between Batistuta and Neymar cannot be confirmed, but from what De Bruyne said, he guessed that they had done everything they should do.

"Kevin will explode, but what about Neymar?" Lucas asked in return. "Neymar will not be willing to let Kevin take Batistuta away. You saw the news during the World Cup. They are as close as one person."

Walker thought about it, shrugged and said, "That's perfect. Neymar and Kevin don't get along, and Batistuta will definitely be annoyed. That little bastard will definitely not let himself be robbed like a rag doll. At that time, he will take the initiative to come to us to play."

"Oh!" Lucas seemed to have opened the door to a new world, his eyes lit up, "I didn't expect this!" he said, "If Batistuta gets annoyed to a certain extent, he will take the initiative to stay away from them, and they can't take him away at all!"

Walker gave him a rather proud look, and Lucas gave him a grateful look in return. The two smiled at each other and then high-fived.

Stones: …
Stones: Destroy, I'm tired.

……

Batistuta was completely oblivious to the little thoughts of Lucas and Walker in the back row, and was still playing little games with De Bruyne to enhance their relationship, such as secretly nudging his stomach with his knee.

The fabric produced friction, which was faint and sometimes absent. Public places are always the most exciting, surrounded by teammates, and if you are not careful, you will be discovered, and most importantly, De Bruyne can't do anything. Batistuta happily shook his calf, and the next second he successfully felt the hardness of the next door.

"Don't make trouble." De Bruyne warned in a low voice. "Wait back." He said with his eyes.

"What did I do?" Batty raised his voice in a pretentious voice and exclaimed, "I've already apologized, Kevin. I'm sorry for missing your wonderful fax, but you don't have to mention it all the time."

Many people turned around to look at him, with curiosity or condemnation in their eyes. De Bruyne's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and his whole body felt like it was on fire.

"I don't blame you." The Belgian midfielder looked at Batistuta, "Keep your voice down, everyone is resting."

Batistuta snorted and turned to look out the window. De Bruyne could only helplessly explain to others that he was not complaining about the other party wasting opportunities.

At this time, a message alert popped up on Batistuta's mobile phone, from Neymar.

Neymar Jr: Done, flight tonight
Neymar Jr: (fireworks) (kiss)
Neymar Jr: But I will go to the club early tomorrow morning to prepare
Neymar Jr: There were so many people following me, I didn’t have any time to rest
Neymar Jr.: (tired) (crying)

Batistuta recalled his transfer process. According to what Neymar said, tomorrow will be the signing + event + appearance. It is indeed fast. According to this progress, Neymar will be able to go to the training ground to practice the day after tomorrow. The Premier League will start in the middle of the month, and he will not miss any game.

The conversation became quieter, and the teammates turned their heads back to continue their own work. De Bruyne narrowed his eyes dangerously, reached out and grabbed Batistuta's ankle, and gently rubbed it with his thumb through the sock.

"That's what you like, right?" De Bruyne threatened softly.

Oh, it seems Kevin has also learned how to flirt this way.

Batty was very pleased.

But this was not a good time. He glanced at De Bruyne and saw that he was staring into his eyes, so he moved his ankles to draw his attention away, then naturally opened the page and typed a reply.

Batty: (Fireworks) (Fireworks) (Fireworks)
Batty: Did they tell you when the first training session was?
Batty: I'll get the cup ready, you have to get me the coffee
Batty: All newcomers should do this (Little Devil)

De Bruyne let go of Batistuta's socks and ankles. He began to massage Batistuta's thighs and knees like a physiotherapist. There was no need to hide anything. To others, this was simply the concern of a good teammate. As for how much other meaning was mixed in his method, only he and Batistuta knew it.

"Are you talking to someone?" He noticed Batty's movements. "Is it your friend Qiao Lin, or -"

"No one." Batty turned off the screen of his phone and tried to brush it off. "Have you decided who you want to dress up as for Halloween this year? I have an idea. We can dress up as monsters from A Nightmare on Elm Street and Friday the 13th respectively."

De Bruyne didn't say anything, he just stared at Batistuta's phone.

Oh, it was discovered.

Batistuta thought about it. Between showing De Bruyne the chat history between himself and Neymar and intensifying his flirting with De Bruyne, he chose the latter: "Are you ready? In addition to risotto tonight, I also want dessert, but not strawberry."

This had nothing to do with desserts or strawberries. It was just a hint. The last time he went to Kevin's place, they had used a strawberry-flavored version, which was terrible. It wasn't as sweet as he had imagined. It tasted like industrial saccharin. He didn't even want to kiss it after taking it off.

"...Okay, no strawberry." De Bruyne was silent for a few seconds, then smiled again. He pinched Batistuta's shin bone and said, "You can eat anything you want, but you have to help me in the kitchen. Don't think about being lazy. I'll keep an eye on you."

Oh, I mean we can’t chat.

Batistuta pouted, and De Bruyne pinched him lightly through his pants, so Batistuta instantly erased all the reluctance on his face, put on a bright smile and nodded.

"I will help you, don't worry." De Bruyne said, "You have to understand that only after going through hard production, the food you eat will be the most delicious."

……

On the other side, Neymar complained for a few minutes without waiting for a reply, and then he let it go. Just half a minute ago, he saw the news that Manchester City had just won their first game of the new season.

So Batistuta should be celebrating with his teammates in the car at this moment, so it is understandable that he did not reply. Neymar held the phone to his chest, imagining the scene of him and Batistuta celebrating together in the same blue jersey.

Amid the dancing colorful streamers in the sky, he finally didn't have to be a bystander anymore. He could put his arms around his neck without restraint, kiss his cheek, and then tell him the hard-to-explain truth in his ear in front of tens of thousands of people, such as that he loved him.

Ah, that's nice.

Neymar was covered in pink bubbles. He rolled around on the sofa twice, then jumped up excitedly to choose what he would wear on the day he arrived in Manchester City.

Looking at the various decorations spread out in front of him, he took out the rings and necklaces he liked. Suddenly, he noticed a pair of dark blue things shining in the corner. Neymar looked over and saw that they were earrings. He had customized them for Bruna a few years ago, but they were returned on the day he sent them out and were severely ridiculed for their aesthetic taste.

That sucks.

Neymar threw the pair of earrings into the trash can without hesitation and said goodbye to the "past". He thought, fortunately Batistuta didn't see it, otherwise -

Oh, otherwise nothing happened.

Batistuta didn't care about his previous relationship at all. Neymar curled his lips. Thinking about this made him feel relieved and distressed. To be honest, sometimes he felt a little envious when he saw other couples complaining about their exes to each other, then quarreling, and then being sweet again.

What else can I say, that's just how little bastards are.

Glancing at the tattoo on his hand and the earrings on the table, Neymar suddenly had an idea. Maybe he should leave something for Batistuta, something that would remind him of himself every time he woke up and looked in the mirror, such as a custom-made earring tattoo.

The whole world will know that Batistuta has a new tattoo, but the whole world will not know that it is for him.

Is there anything more romantic than this?
Neymar is a man of action. He immediately contacted the tattoo artist to discuss the pattern. At the same time, in a villa in Manchester, Batistuta was leaning over the stove, waving a spoon and watching De Bruyne cook dinner for them. His mobile phone was thrown in the bedroom, and no matter how many new messages came in, the owner could not see it.

A few hours later, Manchester City and Paris updated the news on social platforms and officially announced Neymar's transfer.

The media and public opinion exploded.

At this time, Batty——

Well, he was enjoying the service.

(End of this chapter)