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The Spanish league was perfect for Bachira, they were able to nuture their creativity. FC Barcha, with Lavinho was a dream. When they weren't doing too much fitness, or monitoring, Bachira was free to work on his Ginga, let his creativity run wild.
By the time of the first match, Bachira hadn't even perfected his Ginga, Lavinho said it's not something that you get over night. That he's doing plenty enough, he was the heart and center of FC Barcha.
The Bastard München team, was a machine, with the only goal was to pass to their striker Michael Kaiser. The German Prodigy. That was their logic. Bachira didn't like it. They had no ego of their own, they lacked personality, Kaiser had already devoured theirs. It was Bachira's least favorite play style.
Bachira pulls off his Freestyle Bee Shot, does his celebration pose, jogs back onto the pitch knocks into Kaiser. Neither of them apologize, Bachira does a mocking sneer.
"Use your eyes will you," Bachira adds, rolling his eyes.
They lost the match.
Bachira was 2nd place in the Blue Lock ranking. He could do better. He just had to show, he could score more than Rin. With FC Barcha's creative style he definitely could.
The two teams, go around shaking hands. Bachira had just left Isagi, he turns around only to bump into Kaiser once again.
"Good game, Kaiser, " Bachira holds out his hand, Kaiser doesn't reach out for it. Ness tries to shake it, Bachira smiles but moves away, yanks Kaiser's hand with surprising strength. The German Alpha barely looks startled.
He forces the handshake between them, "In Japan its rude to refuse a hand shake, especially one of sportsmanship," Bachira explains.
"Good game Meg," Kaiser drawls as they shake hands slowly.
"My name is Bachira. Don't call me, Meg." Bachira tells him seriously, whilst his finger scratches Kaiser's palm.
Kaiser let's out an amused huff. Unexpectedly brings the omega's hand to his mouth and gently kisses his knuckles.
"Good game Meguru."
Bachira doesn't blush, he just does a turn back to Isagi. Isagi was dusting himself off, when Bachira hooks an arm around his waist, kissing on the cheek.
"A kiss for the assist," Bachira explained, he turns to look at a camera and points.
"Nagicchi, it's your turn. The world is waiting for you."
Ness watches as Bachira was carried away by the FC Barcha team. "I can't play with those ear buds thing in my ears. Who cares if they swear at me."
"What if we need to tell you something?"
"Bleh~"