Lucky Dog 1 translations 09 Ivan route 07 best

Part 3: Daivan

Chapter 9 Best


After a while…

Ivan went ahead to take a shower first, saying he felt nasty.

I stay on the dirty bed and sigh, massaging my numb hand.

Aah … I did it with Ivan.  All the way.

Now that I’m calmer, it sinks in that that just now was all because of the special situation, a battle of the wills, and also, the heat of the moment.

Mmgh, to think I’d get into this kind of a relationship with Ivan…

I simulate various situations of what it’ll be like afterwards.

…N-No!  Stop!  Bad thoughts!  Bad thoughts!

Gian: Anyways…
Ivan: Wh-What…?

Just as Ivan comes out of the bathroom, he cuts into my monologue.

Gian: Maybe I’ll … call room service, and get an ice cream sundae…
Ivan: …Wha?
Gian: No, something without chocolate’d work better…
Ivan: What, you want ice cream?
Gian: No.  I was thinking if I could pretend that the reason these sheets are all crumpled up was ‘cause I dropped ice cream onto it.
Ivan: …You seriously think you can get away with an excuse like that?  You should hurry up and take a shower.  Don’t spill any semen over there.

Ivan says this snootily as he starts stripping the bed of its sheets.

I see something that looks like blood.  I wonder if I’m bleeding a bit back there…

I remember that period of confusion after all that roughness and I give a small sigh.

Gian: Seriously, what’re we gonna do about those sheets?  The room service’ll see it.
Ivan: What ‘bout that janitor?  We could leave it to him.

…The janitor does this stuff, too?  But wait, the moment we call the cleaners, we’ll have to go through Bernardo and the others, don’t we?

Either way, I make myself stand up and head over to the shower room, slouched back and all.


Aagh, shit, my back hurts…  Whoa, at some point in time my hair’s gotten completely soaked in sweat.

I wonder if this is what they call regret…?


I wash my body spick-span clean and return to the bedroom.

It’s the second time today I feel like a satisfied, toasty puppy.  But this time I feel freakishly exhausted compared to before.  Jeez, I just feel like dropping off into wonderland this very moment…

Oh!  Ivan’s put on new sheets for me!

Yeah, go luck!  As I dry my hair, I sit down on the sheets.

…On the next bed, Ivan’s staring at me kinda angrily.

Gian: What’re you so unhappy ‘bout?  Didn’t you get it all outta your system?
Ivan: Th-That’s not it…!

A … lot of things happened today.  Feels like my mind’s a pile of mush.  I get ya.  I’m feeling the same thing.

Ivan: Hey, you … h-how many…
Gian: Hm?
Ivan: You had a … really sexy expression back there, so … how … many people’ve you slept with?

What’s he talking about?

Gian: …What’re you trying to say?  I’m not really getting it.  ‘sides, I couldn’t hear you in the first place.  Say it again.
Ivan: Shaddap!  It’s nothing!!

Don’t try and keep a guy creaking from fatigue and exhaustion up with ‘nothing.’

It’s probably because we’re under house arrest that we just let loose.  I’m gonna just go to sleep and forget the strange way things’ve turned out.

My ass hurts?  It’s all in my head!  It’ll get better tomorrow!  …That’s just how it is, right?!  …And just when I think this…

Ivan: You’re really freakishly popular with the Counselor and the other geezers.  And you always get urgent orders from the Boss to see ‘em…  You weren’t a prostitute when you were younger, right?

…Didn’t think the bastard’d get stuck on this…

Gian: Never did anything like that!  I’ve just always been good with the old-timers.
Ivan: …Hmph.  If you say so…

I get tired of the conversation and burrow myself into the bed ASAP.

Ivan: But, you know, I mean…  Luchino looks like he’s really taken to you.  You … haven’t slept with him, have you?

Where’d he get that from?  He still wants to talk?  Just get to sleep, you early bird.

Gian: That’s just his whim plus my amazing charm, probably.  ‘sides, the first time I’ve ever had a real conversation with him was when we were in lockup together.
Gian: Plus, he’s got a buffet of women out here outside those walls.  You think he’d choose a guy like me?

I think that’s quite persuasive, especially that last part.  I sense Ivan nodding, albeit strangely reluctantly.

Ivan: Then why does Giulio always … do stuff like … bowing after you and listening to you and doing whatever you say?!  If we’re talking strength, he’s stronger than you!
Gian: …That…?  I dun get it myself, not at all, so if y’know something, tell me, would you?
Ivan: …R-Really…?

There’s a sigh with something else mixed in.

Ivan: But, then…!  You!  And Bernardo!!  Aren’t you two practically glued to each other?!  You’re seriously telling me you haven’t done it with him?!
Gian: Oh?  That’s what it looks like?  I guess some people’ve said that about us.  …When he deals with me, he actually puts up a wall between us, y’know?  Plus, there’s the age difference.
Ivan: …
Gian: Well, we’ve known each other for a long time, so we might’ve had a drunken kiss or so…
Ivan: What?!

Is that really so surprising?

Gian: But we really haven’t slept together!  No way at all.

…Seriously, how long is this conversation gonna go on?  …Just lemme sleep.

Gian: Haha, you know…
Ivan: Wh-What?!
Gian: This conversation.  It kinda sounds like you’re completely beside yourself with jealousy, hm?

A gasp, and Ivan stiffens.  …Wha, seriously?  And, what brought it on?

…Before my mind can catch up, the words spill from my mouth.

Gian: …Ain’t that cute of you.
Ivan: What?  Who?!

‘You, of course…’ I don’t say.

…What the hell am I thinking?  Ew.

I don’t think my eyelids can take it any longer.  Tired.  Sleepy.

The guy on the receiving end really has it tough.  This realization is painfully beat into me with my first experience.

Ivan: Hey, Gian…?  You … already asleep…?

Gaah, just shut up!  I guess he won’t get it unless I spell it out for him.

I pull the sheets over my head before saying…

Gian: …You’re the first one who’s gone inside of me.

Ivan: …Wh-What?!  H-Hey!  What’d you say just now?  Hey!  Hey!  Come on…!

I can feel Ivan’s incredulity.  But I ignore him.  I’m seriously sleeping.  Already at my limit.

I feel like a hard battle’s waiting for us tomorrow, and I’ll be riding shotgun with this idiot…

Whatever fate awaits us tomorrow, we won’t know unless tomorrow actually comes…  Sleep…

We’ve got a date with some delicious breakfast tomorrow, too…

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7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Li
    Jul 17, 2012 @ 13:21:13

    Onto Chapter 10 – Mounting Assault >>
    This link doesn’t work properly.



  2. CHEN
    Nov 15, 2012 @ 16:41:11

    thank you so much for the translate ^___________^ it’s help A LOT!!



  3. Lucia
    Mar 21, 2013 @ 14:00:47

    Awwwwwwwwwww so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤



  4. Maze
    Aug 10, 2013 @ 06:22:58

    Ivan X Gian ❤ ❤



  5. chewing
    Jun 16, 2014 @ 20:53:04

    My favorite part of Ivan’s route. I just love his poorly-disguised jealousy. Poor baby doesn’t realize he’s head over heels for Gian yet.



  6. Zokushi
    Oct 16, 2014 @ 05:24:17

    *Total Fangirl Squee* ❤ ❤ ❤



  7. ghoulish
    Jan 28, 2016 @ 20:57:08

    Laughing at Ivan, such a cutie. Gian is so damn awesome, I mean god damn, he’s so hilarious. Ivan’s route was my favorite one to read, though I’m interested in Luchino’s route, so I’ll probably stalk this for long time haha. Thanks for translating, seriously, Lucky Dog is the best and I’m glad I was able to enjoy it. I hope everything is going well for you, and best of luck! (:



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