Chapter 29: Riddler, get out of Milan! The other party’s parents come to visit...
When he woke up again, night had already fallen. Kaka rubbed his eyes and found himself lying on the sofa with a pillow under his head. The kitten beside him was licking its paws and purring to wash his face.
Kaka was instantly melted by Luna's cute behavior. Regardless of her struggle, he sucked on her head twice.
"Meow!"
Luna was so annoyed that she slapped her father and ran away.
"Hey, don't run!" Kaka chased after her relentlessly, even opening the snack cabinet and taking out some cat food to tempt her. "Look what Papa has in his hand. Want some?"
He cut open the package, squatted down, let the smell of cat strips spread out, and tempted the greedy Luna to walk into his arms.
No matter how smart Luna is, she is still a greedy kitten. She cannot resist the temptation of delicious food and falls into Kaka's trap step by step.
"So good!" He picked up Luna and held her tightly in his arms. She held the cat and licked it non-stop, having no time to pay attention to anyone, which also made it convenient for Kaka.
He lowered his head and rubbed his face against Luna's round little head, praising her in a low voice: "Whose cat is this that's so well-behaved? It's Luna~"
After hearing Kaka's words, Leah resisted the urge to tell him that Luna had been biting his slippers while he was sleeping.
After Kaka fell asleep, she also lay down for five minutes and immediately got up to read the ransom letter. She didn't want to put this matter off until later, otherwise she would not be able to sleep well tonight.
But she sat at the table for a long time, helpless in the face of the letter. Without any additional information, how could she solve the case!
Leah sighed deeply and slumped over the table, "Don't be too soft-hearted."
"What's wrong?" Kaka thought Leah was jealous, so he carried Luna to her side and kissed her on the head, "You're also the best."
"What?" Leah put her arms around his waist and pressed her face against his stomach. "I don't want to go to work anymore."
Kaka's eyes lit up: "Really?"
He didn't care about Luna who struggled to run away after licking the cat strips. He sat next to Leah and stared at her closely, asking again: "Really?"
Huh? This reaction...
"Are you so happy to hear that I'm not working?"
Leah narrowed her eyes and carefully examined Kaka from top to bottom.
"What do you want to do?"
Perhaps intuitively, Kaka sensed danger in her words and quickly straightened his stance, solemnly declaring, "No, absolutely not! I respect all your decisions."
That's about right.
Leah only complained a few words, even if she complained a hundred and eighty times a day, she would not quit.
She had worked so hard to get in!
Leah: "Hehe, you better be."
Seeing that the alarm was lifted, Kaka didn't hide his curiosity and wanted to move closer to take a look at the letter in front of her. He had noticed that Leah was helpless in the face of the letter, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart. Could this be a love letter from someone to Leah?
So old-fashioned and uses such bad paper.
Kaka complained in his heart, but remained expressionless. He glanced at the paper without reading the specific content.
No matter how curious he was, he would not peek at someone without their permission, even if it was a love letter someone wrote to their girlfriend, filled with sweet nothings. But if Leah didn't tell him, Kaka wouldn't read it, nor would he judge.
"It's a case at the police station, but they didn't accept it. The person who reported the case came to me privately and asked me for help." Leah had already noticed Kaka's secretive look and began to explain.
Kaka's words were full of sourness: "I thought it was a love letter."
"How is that possible? We're all adults now, okay? We're not students anymore. Nowadays, people advocate asking questions proactively instead of engaging in such inefficient practices." Leah found it amusing, pushed the letter aside, and pulled him closer. "It seems you're so sensitive to love letters because you receive them so often."
Suddenly, he became angry and blinked, not understanding how the topic turned to him.
But what Leah said was true. Not only when they were in Sao Paulo, the doorman would regularly deliver boxes of fan letters to the locker room. Now that he is in Milan, it is even more so. There are handsome guys like Maldini and Inzaghi in the team. The doorman can't even wait a week, and sometimes he delivers letters every three days, for fear that if he is late, his guard room will be flooded with letters.
"I heard Billy say that after Paul got engaged, he often received rings from fans all over the world. He even received a letter from a French fan once, saying that she had been married for 20 years and was willing to divorce for Paul, and even sent him her wedding ring."
In order to change the subject in time, Kaka did not hesitate to tell the gossip about Maldini that he heard from Costacurta, and silently apologized to his two teammates in his heart.
"Really?" Leah asked in surprise. "But it's no wonder. Men as handsome as Maldini are rare even in Italy."
Kaka: “…” It seems like something went wrong.
Liya is shooting herself in the foot. How can she praise another man in front of her? Not even Maldini!
He leaned over and put his face in front of Leah's, "Who's handsome?"
Leah pretended not to see his sad look, "Marti..."
Chirp.
Kaka covered her mouth and stepped back.
"who?"
"Paul..."
Chirp.
Again.
“Who’s handsome?”
This time Kaka didn't retreat, his lips pressed tightly against Leah's. As they spoke, their lips rubbed against each other, like an electric current passing through the two of them.
"You, you are handsome."
Leah stopped teasing him, fearing that it would really get her into trouble, and she hadn't finished her work yet!
Kaka was satisfied. He held Leia on his lap and used her as a cushion.
The two of them sat hugging each other quietly for a while.
"Why do you keep touching my belly?" Kaka wondered, "Have I gained weight?"
He had already felt something strange in his abdomen. Ever since he approached her, Leia had been trying to put her hands inside. Just now, when they changed positions, she simply put both hands into his clothes and kept rubbing it.
Is it because I have no abdominal muscles anymore?
"Oh no," Leah savored the pleasant touch under her hand, "I'm recharging myself."
She became more and more demanding and asked Kaka not to use force or move, and not to let her chest muscles become hard, as they were just right now because they were soft.
She buried her face in it: "It's great, away from worldly troubles, enjoying a moment of happiness."
"I am the happiest person now," Leah raised her head from his arms, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. From Kaka's perspective, her face was small, looking cute and pitiful.
But when she opened her mouth, her voice wasn't very pleasant.
"What?" Kaka thought he had misheard.
"I say, can you please stop practicing? The size is just right now." Leah gestured at his chest, "If it gets any bigger, you'll look like a Barbie doll."
"But you have to keep maintaining your abdominal muscles. It would be great if you could build two more."
Kaka remained silent, nodded in self-affirmation after listening to her comments, and then smiled and touched her forehead.
Block her mouth tightly!
“Hmm…”
Leah felt the root of her tongue numb. Kaka was too strong, sweeping and stirring everything in her mouth mercilessly. She even felt that the air in her lungs was robbed.
No wonder he was valued by the club and sought after by fans as soon as he came to Milan. Who can not like this ability to learn anything very quickly?
But it shouldn’t be used in this kind of place!
Leah couldn't help herself and pushed against his chest.
"I think you're doing fine now." Kaka rubbed her waist and said with a smile.
The topic was too dangerous and it was obviously not appropriate for two unmarried people to continue, so they decided to calm down.
But this is just Leah's wishful thinking. Kaka said it is unnecessary: "I am very calm."
Really? I don’t believe it.
Leah's eyes slid down and landed on a certain spot. "Yeah, I believe you."
Kaka followed her gaze, cleared his throat awkwardly, lifted Leah from his lap to the side, and lifted his left leg to cover it up. "This was an accident."
"Yeah." Leah responded with a smile, thinking bluntly in her heart, it would be a surprise if there was no such accident!
In order to calm himself down, Kaka pointed at the letter that the two had just thrown aside and asked, "Is the person who reported the case also Brazilian?"
"Huh?" Leah asked in surprise, "How did you know? Did you see the name?"
Kaka shook his head. "No, I just glanced at it and didn't see the details." He picked up a pen, asked her for a piece of scrap paper, and wrote a few letters. "But only people living in Brazil write e and s like this. I used to think everyone wrote like this, but later I realized that only we deform the letters like this."
This was a perspective Leah had never understood or known.
She also learned Portuguese from an Italian teacher who had lived in Brazil. Perhaps to facilitate teaching and recognition, she did not mention the changes in the letters of the Brazilian-Portuguese handwriting.
"You are so smart, babe!" Leah rushed over and gave Kaka a loud kiss on the face, leaving a shiny mark.
Without waiting for Kaka to hug her back, she had already shrunk over and took the letter to read it carefully again.
Kaka looked at his empty arms and sighed helplessly. It’s not good for his girlfriend to be too dedicated to her work.
"It seems his cousins are behind this. Seeing that Liverani is making a lot of money playing football, they are jealous, but they don't want to lose this long-term meal ticket, so they can only come up with this method to blackmail him for a large sum of money."
"Wait," Kaka wanted to pretend he hadn't heard, but his sensitivity to professional terms forced him to interrupt, "Is this gentleman also a player?"
Seeing Leah scratching her face in embarrassment, Kaka did not continue to ask questions. He took her hand away and held it gently in his own, then told her the family stories of many South African athletes he knew.
In Brazil, Kaka comes from a very wealthy family. His father is an engineer and his mother is a teacher. He and his younger brother have some talent in football.
But in the club, there are also many people who live in slums and have no other entertainment since childhood. They can only kick a football made of leather and newspaper barefoot on the street. Relying on their own talents and hard work, they break out of the shackles of poverty, go to various clubs for trials, train hard to gain a foothold, and get signed contracts.
Most of them choose to send money back home, hoping to help their loved ones escape the chaotic situation or live a better life. However, they often have many brothers and sisters, and complicated family relationships. When they see the money, everyone clings to it tightly, like an octopus, and refuses to let go.
When we are poor, everyone is safe and takes care of each other. But when we become rich, our relatives seem to change their attitude.
Kaka had seen some young players, newly promoted to the first team, start by sending money home, then use it to spend it on a life of luxury, experiencing the vibrant world under neon lights, and then quickly fall from grace. Perhaps their bodies were damaged by alcohol or drugs, or perhaps they could no longer withstand the constant demands of their loved ones, gradually becoming depressed.
This wasn't new to the football world; many people were burdened by their large families. But for Leah, who had never heard of football, this was her first time hearing it. Combined with what Gobi and the agent had said earlier, she suddenly understood.
"So that's what he meant," Leah murmured. "He already knew who sent the blackmail letter, but he didn't want to speak out, fearing it would affect his relationship with his client. So he asked me to help him understand the true nature of the people around him."
Leia was speechless after being tricked.
"Can't you just tell me directly? You're going through so many twists and turns, do you think this is Gotham? Can the Riddler please get the hell out of Milan?"
Kaka was confused. What Gotham? What Riddler? He didn't read DC comics and didn't understand what Leia was talking about, but he could see her anger.
"Are you going to call and remind him?"
"Of course! I will not only remind him, but also tell him how speechless his agent is!" Leah found the contact information left by Livilani during the day, pressed the number keys viciously, and dialed the number.
Kaka considerately left her some space, picked up Luna, who had been watching the fun nearby, and prepared to see what was in the refrigerator, intending to make a simple dinner.
It has to be said that he is becoming more and more like a house husband. During the time he lived in Leah's house, he even learned a few of Leah's favorite dishes from the chef.
The Kaka of today is no longer the Kaka who would find eggshells when frying eggs.
He is now the Kaka who can make the tomato meat sauce that Leah loves!
As soon as Kaka walked into the kitchen, he heard the doorbell ring.
"It seems the food I ordered has arrived. Honey, please open the door." Leah poked her head out from the corner of the living room, her phone still pressed to her ear.
There was a loud voice on the other end of the phone, and a man's voice could be vaguely heard, each voice louder than the last:
"Are you talking to Kaka?"
"Is it Kaka?"
"He's at the phone?"
"Can I have a word with him?"
"Kaka! I'm your fan, and I'm Brazilian too!"
"You're Brazilian, but you only lived there as a child. Plus, you have dual citizenship; your mother is Brazilian!" Leah was speechless. "Can you calm down? Don't you really want to know who sent the ransom note?"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Liverani said glumly.
Kaka walked behind Leah to the living room to open the door. When he passed her, he suddenly leaned over to the phone and said with a smile: "Hello, I'm Kaka."
He left in the midst of Leah's astonishment and the soaring screams from the other end of the phone.
The prank was successful and put Kaka in a good mood. He turned on the intercom at the entrance and asked, "Takeout? Just leave it at the door and I'll come out to get it."
"Hello Mr. Kaka, I'm your neighbor and I came to visit you specially."
Two figures appeared on the monitor. Kaka looked carefully and found that they were really the neighbors of the apartment building in front. He had met them on the way to work in the mornings these few days.
Did something happen?
He quickly pressed the door button and let the two of them into the garden: "Okay, okay, please come in."
Kaka put Luna down from his arms and told her to go inside and play, and not run out when he opened the door.
Only after seeing Luna run to the cat scratching post in the corner of the living room did he open the door and go out to greet them.
The people who came were a man and a woman, who looked like a couple and were slightly older than him and Leah.
The atmosphere was very friendly when the three of them met.
"Hello Mr. Kaka, I live in the apartment in front of your house. My name is Edward Smith and this is my wife." The man introduced himself and his wife first.
Maybe it was a little cold at night, his wife was wearing a coat, and she looked a little bloated. She stood beside him without saying a word, her eyes constantly scanning Kaka's face. After hearing what her husband said, she nodded as a greeting.
"Hello, Mr. Smith, Mrs. Smith. Just call me Kaka. Come in." Kaka welcomed the two of them in and sat them on the sofa. He took out the tea set for guests and poured them some water. "My girlfriend and I don't like tea. We only have water at home. Do you want something else to drink?"
"No, just water will do." Mr. Smith politely asked Kaka to sit down as well, acting as if he were at home. He even peeked into the room and asked, "Is Ms. Bianchi not home?"
"Liya is on the phone in the room, about work." Kaka sat beside her, looking a little uneasy. "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Since she's busy, I won't wait any longer." Mr. Smith took out today's newspaper from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of Kaka, pointing to the photo on it and saying, "I'm Gray's father. I didn't know such a thing could happen until I read the newspaper this morning."
Kaka noticed that while Mr. Smith was speaking, something suddenly moved in his wife's bulging clothes. Before he could remind her, he saw a familiar little figure appear.
Perhaps hearing its own name, the black cat named Gray popped its head out from Ms. Smith's coat and looked at Kaka with wide eyes.
It’s bad! After the fight, the other party’s parents showed up!
The smile on Kaka’s face froze, and he kept shouting in his heart: Come and save me, Leah!
“Ah… this…”
"Don't say anything yet. Listen to me first." Mr. Smith interrupted him forcefully. "We are all parents. It's very frustrating to see children fighting. I understand how you feel."
"But as an adult, you're almost dozens of Gray's age. How can you get involved in the affairs of children? I know my child. He's not a bad kid. They were definitely just playing around. But if you get involved, the matter changes, right?"
Kaka has always been a good student in the eyes of teachers since he was young. His parents have never been called to school, let alone facing this kind of baptism.
"I'm looking at your house, your house..."
"Luna, her name is Luna, she is a cute little girl." Kaka reminded.
"Yes, Luna. I saw it all in the video. She has a lively personality and is very agile. She didn't suffer any loss at all, right?"
Kaka wanted to refute this, but before he could open his mouth, Leah's voice came from behind him.
"What for? He had Luna pinned down on him at the time. My boyfriend went over there because he was worried that Luna would get hurt."
When Leah heard that someone had come to her house, she hurriedly told Livilani all the information she could provide, and hung up the phone before he had time to digest it.
She had just been listening at the corner for a long time and was already impatient. Now he had come to her house and was scolding her boyfriend in front of her.
Leah: "Did you see Kaka hit him? Did he hit him? Was he injured?"
Smith: “No…”
Leah interrupted him, "That's not a loss, we're even. Don't let your cat out from now on, and I won't let Luna play with him. Everyone's happy."
Seeing that the situation was about to become unpleasant, his wife quickly said, "No, sorry, it's my husband who can't speak."
As soon as she moved, Gray jumped out of her arms and ran along the wall towards Luna in the corner.
Kaka was startled, thinking he was going to fight with Luna again, and was about to run over to separate them.
Before she could move, she saw Gray approach Luna, and the two cats were lying head to head, bodies close to each other, licking each other's fur.
The style of the film suddenly changed from a martial arts film to a heartwarming romance film, leaving Kaka and Leah stunned.
"This is the situation," Mrs. Smith said with an awkward smile, pointing at the two cats. "My husband and I saw from the video that Gray really likes Luna, so we wanted to ask if you could take Luna to our house to play when you're not home."
She added: "We are not bad people. My husband is also a football fan. He just has a bad temper and speaks harshly. He runs a restaurant. I am usually alone at home with Gray by my side, so I have a lot of free time to take care of them."
Mrs. Smith spoke very politely and gently, and seemed like a kind person. Leah also politely replied, "Really? Your husband is also a Milan fan?"
"Um," she hesitated and whispered, "He's Nerazzurri."
Kaka: ...
Leah: ...
"We need to think about it. After all, this is Luna's own business." Leah glanced at Mr. Smith, whose face was flushed, and continued, "We can't interfere in the child's affairs."
Kaka walked over and picked up Luna, separating the two cats, "Luna, if you're willing, we'll come visit you again."
This was the order to leave. Mr. Smith picked up Gray, who had failed to make friends with him, and left without looking back, leaving his wife to apologize to the two of them.
"I'm so sorry to bother you, but my husband has this weird temper."
She hesitated at the door for a long time, and then, amidst the puzzled expressions of Leah and Kaka, she pointed at her lips and then at her cheek and said to Kaka: "I was just about to say that you have a mark here."
After saying that, she relaxed completely, said goodbye to the two of them and left.
Kaka touched his lips and asked, "What's that mark? I didn't fall down during training today. Did I scratch my face?"
Leah looked up and down, but not at Kaka. She bent down to avoid Kaka's questioning, picked up Luna who was trying to slip out of the door, and walked into the house, "Still running! If you run out and fight with others again, you won't be able to eat canned food for a week!"
Kaka: “?”
"Leah, dear, why don't you say anything?"
He followed closely behind Leah who was walking faster and faster. When he passed the floor-length mirror in the living room, he stopped and looked at himself in the mirror in disbelief.
His hair was messy, and his clothes were wrinkled from playing with Leah just now. There were several reddish-brown lipstick marks on his face and lips!
The sky is falling!
Kaka covered his face. How did he just appear like this in front of outsiders and fans of the opposing club?
“Leah!!”
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