Chapter 405: Kaká. Online!

"Let's go, Kaká!!"

"You're amazing, Kaká!!!"

Suker was shouting at the top of his lungs, making Kaká too embarrassed to even look his way.

He truly couldn't understand why Suker was so eager for him to break out — but maybe it was just out of kindness.

After all, since they became teammates, he and Suker had developed a solid friendship. Suker had taken great care of him — cooking him delicious meals, even helping him recover during injuries.

Kaká considered Suker a genuinely worthy friend.

And throughout this season, Kaká had seen the situation at Milan clearly.

The team had been dragged forward by Suker — almost single-handedly.

It wasn't that players like Maldini had performed poorly — they were very consistent — but consistency alone can't win games.

Milan needed firepower — and that's what Suker brought.

Explosive bursts, clutch goals under pressure — Suker had repeatedly delivered when it mattered, keeping Milan in the fight or pulling off comebacks.

In the beginning, Kaká had a bit of a "whatever" mindset.

After all, when your team has a carry like Suker, the instinct is to just ride the wave.

But Kaká also understood: one player carrying the whole load isn't sustainable.

Unless you're burning through your career just to produce one glorious season — which often ends in injuries or burnout.

He didn't want Suker to burn out like that.He needed to help him.He needed to help Milan.

It was his time to step up.

Some things in football are intangible — like form.

After an entire season of buildup — Suker's encouragement, the media hype, the expectations — Kaká felt like today might be the moment.

Second half began.Teams switched sides.

Bayern Munich made a substitution: Podolski came on as a striker.

He brought great energy, clearly eager to prove himself — to show he could stand out, maybe even compete with Suker.

(Of course, that rivalry existed only in his mind.)

The whistle blew — second half kicked off.

"Second half underway — Bayern Munich trail by two goals. They must score to relieve pressure before the return leg at home. But AC Milan won't give them that chance!"

"Schweinsteiger passes forward to Podolski, who quickly plays a give-and-go — but Milan intercepts the return pass."

"Pizarro is forced to play it back — Schweinsteiger gets it again, and oh~~~ Kaká is pressing!"

The moment Schweinsteiger received the ball — Kaká launched a fierce press.

Shoulder to shoulder, Kaká shoved and hounded him, trying to win possession.

Schweinsteiger shielded the ball, scanning for a forward pass — but Milan had closed off every option.

With no choice, he tried to pass back.

But the moment he looked up, he saw Suker feint left, and that split-second hesitation caused Schweinsteiger to step on the ball.

That micro-delay gave Kaká an opening — he poked the ball away.

Kaká slipped around from the side and brought the ball under control.

As Schweinsteiger tried to recover — Kaká rolled the ball, flicked it forward with his toe, and accelerated hard.

"KAKÁ'S ON THE RUN!"

This time, he charged straight through the center.

Seeing this, Suker immediately drifted left.

At the very least, he needed to drag Samuel away.

And sure enough — Samuel shifted left to follow, and Van Buyten tightly marked Suker too.

Suker had just pulled two defenders out of Kaká's path.

Kaká continued to surge forward, with long, smooth strides. His dribbling rhythm was so fluid it was like the ball had a magnetic pull — defenders couldn't read him.

Occasionally, he looked up — as if about to unleash a long shot — which made Bayern's defenders hesitate.

"STEP UP!! STEP UP!!"

Kahn's roars echoed from the goal.

Ottl, after some hesitation, finally stepped up to challenge Kaká.

Kaká quickly shifted the ball sideways — Ottl followed…

But the very next second, Kaká exploded past him, leaving no chance to react.

Lucio stepped up — but before he could close the gap, Kaká stopped short and played a precise horizontal pass.

The ball nutmegged Ottl, slipped through…

…and Ottl crashed right into Lucio.

"Ohhh~~~ KAKÁ!!! Beautiful sequence of dribbles!"

With Lucio out of the way and Kaká now nearing the edge of the box — Samuel couldn't hold back anymore.

He rushed at Kaká.

Kaká again nudged the ball sideways, creating even more space — then looked up.

Just that look — and Kahn knew it.

He was going to shoot.

"BLOCK IT!!"

Kahn screamed.

Samuel dived with all his might.

But Kaká had already struck the ball.

It was a thunderous shot — so fast, the camera couldn't even track the ball.

In the blink of an eye — the net rippled behind Kahn.

Kahn slowly turned toward his goal — the ball bounced gently inside.

Kaká had scored.

The worst part?

Kahn hadn't even reacted.

"WOW!"

Suker's eyes lit up.

Yes!YES!That's it!That's the 2007 Godslayer Kaká!

From pressing in midfield, to dribbling past the defense, to finishing with a screamer — a full solo goal.

Bayern's defense couldn't even lay a finger on him.

"HE'S EXPLODING!!" Suker was pumped."Hell yeah! He's finally exploded!"

I waited forever for this!Finally — Godslayer Kaká has returned.

Kaká ran to the corner flag with a grin, pointed toward the camera, and lifted his chin, showing off his sharp jawline — a picture of confidence.

WOAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

His teammates exploded with cheers behind him.

Kaká turned with a smile—

BAM!Gattuso punched him in the stomach.

"Beautiful goal!"

Pirlo started tugging down his shorts — but Kaká held on tight and refused to let go.

Suker ran up and started ruffling his hair — from forehead to back — making sure to mess up every strand.

All while muttering:

"Nice goal, but don't act cocky!"

Moments ago, Kaká was confident and composed.

Now? He was flustered and annoyed.

What kind of teammates ARE these!?

The Milan fans were laughing hysterically.

Partly at how harmonious the team atmosphere was.

But mostly because — Kaká had just scored a beautiful goal.

Milan now led 3–0 — and the second half had just begun.

Bayern's nightmare was getting worse.

Fans wondered — could Milan repeat last season's beatdown and make San Siro a place of fear for Bayern once again?

By the corner flag, Kaká shouted:

"Stop pulling, I'm holding on!"

Pirlo awkwardly looked away.

"You're still at it!?" Kaká glared at Suker.

Suker just kept messing with his hair, muttering:

"Act cocky, will you? Let's see you act cocky!"

Eventually, Maldini came over and peeled Suker off Kaká.

"That's enough. Keep going and he'll go bald!"

He laughed as he scolded.

Suker blinked innocently.

A bald Kaká?

Now that… could be fun.

Not just Suker — even Pirlo looked intrigued.

Three goals down — the Bayern players' faces were full of pain.

Even before the match, their spirits were low.Now, trailing by three — their morale was shattered.

Every time they faced Milan, things went sideways.

A few years ago, it was manageable.But lately — their "Milan-phobia" had grown worse.

Right now, most of Bayern's players were mentally exhausted.

They didn't know what to do anymore.

Their heads were a mess.

Even Kahn, their captain, crouched beside the goal — visibly drained.

In contrast, AC Milan was full of energy.

One by one, the players believed they could score again.

But suddenly, Ancelotti shouted from the sidelines:

"Defend!"

Just one word — and everyone knew.

Time to lock it down.

But moments later, they saw Suker run over to Ancelotti. The two of them had a brief chat.

After a moment's hesitation — Ancelotti nodded and shouted:

"Stick with the original plan!"

Everyone looked curiously at Suker, wondering what he had said.

Kaká leaned over and asked:

"What did you tell him?"

Suker turned with a wide grin:

"Got you a chance for a hat trick!"