Icardi joyfully drove towards the training ground.
He opened the car window, casually resting his hand on the door, steering with one hand.
August in Manchester, the weather was pleasant, and the gusts of wind rushing into the car made him feel incredibly refreshed.
Overtaking every car he saw, never using the turn signal, and whipping the steering wheel around with fierce energy, ignoring the frequent honking from cars beside him;
Taking advantage of a curve to drift, feeling more and more like a seamless unity between man and machine, with the sense of successfully controlling life like a societal achiever!
"Glory glory Icar~di, Glory glory Icar~di!"
He hummed a tune, proudly replacing "Man United" at the end of Manchester United's team anthem with his own name.
"I, Mauro Icardi, am the ruler of this world!"
A simple phone call managed to make Chiwo agree to assist him in his transformation into an all-around forward.
Icardi felt he had great abilities!
