Lucky Dog 1 translations 12 Giulio route 02

Part 3: Daivan

Chapter 12

Follow the Howl


giandaivanu3-9-2 Gian: …Bernardo, it’s me.  Sorry to call you when you’re busy, but I’ve got a few favors to ask.  You know where Giulio is?

Bernardo: Don Bondone’s orders today were…  You know the place.  He was told to head to the district with the tram station you two had put down before.  …Are you going to meet him there?

giandaivanu3-13-2 Gian: …Yeah.  I finally realized what it is I’m missing.

Bernardo: …I see.  I don’t really understand, but all right.  If you’re going to move, then please call in periodically.  Please.

Bernardo: And also … be careful when you’re going through the city.

giandaivanu2-11-2 Gian: Thanks.  I’ll watch my back.  Also, one more thing.  Call Counselor Cavalli over there.  I’ve got a delicate discussion to have with him.

Bernardo: This is rare, for you to consult the Consigliere on something.  …Did you finally find the resolve to become the Boss?

giandaivanu2-6-2 Gian: That’s Bernardo for you!  Sharp as always.  See ya.

Bernardo: Eh?  W-Wait, Gian…!


giandaivanu3-13-2 Gian: Now then!
teresa01 Abbess: You are leaving to meet your friend, correct?  Go, and be careful.
giandaivanu3-11-1 Gian: U-Uwah!  …You were there, Mamma?  Stop that.  Eavesdropping on CR:5 top secret conversations isn’t good for you.
teresa01 Abbess: In the alley behind the church are always parked taxis driven by Mexicans.  Don’t let them cheat you of your money.

I give my thanks to Mamma and dash off.  …I’ve gotta find Giulio, or else…

Me … him…

Neither one of us is any good alone…!!

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I have the Mexican taxi I pick up cut straight through Daivan.  Every now and then I have him park and I use a public phone nearby to give Bernardo his regular call.

It looks like there’s still no word from Giulio.  …For a second, an awful image floats up in my brain … of Giulio, among all the bodies, like the way Ivan’d described…

I shake my head and jarr the image away.  I get off the cab and search for a public phone, when…

…my ears catch sound of…

…No way…


I take off towards the sirens.  …I’m still far from the station Giulio’d headed to.  …But, it’s possible…

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Past the crowd of bystanders, I spot countless cars of black and white and coppers standing around, and there on the ground’s lying several people…  …Even this place got hit…

Gentleman 1: This is awful…  Just how long is this going to go on for…?

Gentleman 2: I heard that they were suddenly mowed down from a car with a machinegun.  …Why is the gang war affecting us…?

…I’m relieved, and I hate myself for being so.  …At any rate, it’s not Giulio.

I turn around and go to pick up another cab when…


giandaivanu3-1-1b Gian: Wh—?!

Something hard’s pressed up against my spine.  I can feel the chill of steel even through the fabric.

honus01 Honus: Whoa there!  Don’t move, macaroni fucker.  You don’t want your intestines to go flying out onto the street, now, do you?
giandaivanu4-2-2 Gian: You’re…!
honus01 Honus: Hehehe.  To think, here I am between brain-dead, filthy jobs and I come across a Mafia captain!  How lucky can I get?

The person sticking a pistol, newspaper-covered and all, into my back is the fat tub of lard clothed in a suit.  But, squint and tilt your head, and there’s still no possible way this guy could be taken for one of the respectables.

Behind him … are some thug-looking men who look familiar.

…Ah.  Crap.  They’re the GD hoodlums from one of the places Giulio and I’d taken out the first day.

GD Soldier D: Thanks for the other day, fucking bastard…!

…Shit.  We really should’ve killed them then…

GD Soldier E: Boss, it’s him.  He’s one of the guys who was at the church earlier.

…Shit.  I was being tailed…?!

giandaivanu4-3-2 Gian: Bastards…  What’re you doing here…?  …!  Don’t tell me…!

…Don’t tell me they’re the ones who…?!

honus02 Honus: ‘Tell me?’  Tell you what?  That we took our trusty machineguns and did a bit of cleanup of the lice infection here in this barebones town?
giandaivanu2-8-2 Gian: Bastard…!!

With rage practically erupting out of my head I try to turn around, but one of the men approaching from the front socks me one.

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giandaivanu4-6-2 Gian: Guh…!!

The powerful hook catches me in the stomach, and I buckle forward.  The gangsters from both sides catch my arms between them … and keep me from moving.

…Shit…  Just how many of them are there…?

GD Soldier E: Heh, we’ve got a limp noodle here!

GD Soldier D: You really fucked us around last time, huh?

honus01 Honus: Oh dear, drunk at high noon?  Are you quite all right?

With a shit-irritating melodic lilt to his voice, the executive asks this in a loud voice as the rest of the gang glare around.  The onlookers all simultaneously turn a blind eye.

giandaivanu4-5-2 Gian: Shi…t…

The coppers’re also concentrating on nothing but irritably loading the bodies into the car and haven’t got a clue that I’m here.  …Crap…  Here?  In a place like this?  I’m gonna…


They practically drag me along by my shoulders as they make me walk forward, muzzle pressed to my back, shoving me into an alleyway in the gap between two buildings.

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giandaivanu4-6-2 Gian: Guh…!!

It’s like a whole ‘nother world behind the building, separate from the hustle-bustle of the front – filthy and void of human life.  The building walls are lined with pitch-black windows.

There, over the damp concrete, they start throwing punches…

GD Soldier D: Hey!  Bastard!  Where’s that creepy shit kid from before?!

giandaivanu4-3-2 Gian: Du…nno…

GD Soldier E: Boss, why don’t we slice off a couple of those fingers?

honus01 Honus: Hehe, that’s not bad.

They twist my face into the concrete wall…

giandaivanu4-6-2 Gian: Guh … agh…!

Another hoodlum twists my right arm up and against the wall.  From behind, the exec’s vulgar chuckling reaches my ears.

honus07 Honus: CR:5 or not!  Do you kids think you can win…
giandaivanu4-5-2 Gian: Guah!
honus03 Honus: …against us by playing pretend?!  Though, it’s thanks to you that we’ve gotten rather open with ourselves…!

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I taste blood in my mouth from a split lip.  Twisting around, I look towards the thugs aside from the fatso…

From just what I can see, there’s already five carrying, toting machineguns…

honus03 Honus: You really got carried away with the pretend game, too!  ‘The Lucky Dog and Mad Dog,’ you say?!  What a bunch of foolish mutts!
giandaivanu4-4-2 Gian: …And if … I say I’m the Lucky Dog…  Whatcha gonna do?

At my voice, raspy with pain, the hoods startle.  I can feel the live charge in the air.  …They’re honestly scared stiff.

…More importantly, I guess they don’t know our – the Lucky Dog and Mad Dog’s – faces…  I guess it’s obvious, since, no survivors and all…

GD Soldier D: …B-Boss … what if…?

honus04 Honus: S-Stupid idiot!  Of course it’s a bluff!  You can’t think a kid like him is…!

He’s clearly gone talkative in his terror.  I start running my mouth after spitting out a glob of bloody spit.

giandaivanu4-8-2 Gian: If you’re gonna whack me, you might wanna get going on it.  The second I start calling, the Mad Dog comes running!  Hehehe…  Arf arf!  Arooooooooo!!
honus07 Honus: You brat…!!

I feel the chill of a blade up against the hand that’s twisted up.

honus03 Honus: You’re not leaving this world easy…!  I’m going to pull your fingers off one at a time and feed them to you first!

GD Soldier D: Hehe.  That’s a goo—  …Nh!

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…What?  Outside my vision, someone … collapses.

This…  It smells like blood?!

GD Soldier E: E-Eeee!!  Wh-What the fuck?!

honus05 Honus: What’s wrong?!  …What?!

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The two gangsters standing watch a ways away…

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…keel over, spouting fountains of fresh blood in a haze of red.  Their shadows collapse, disappear … and from behind it…

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giandaivanu3-11-1 Gian: …!!  Giulio…!!
honus07 Honus: Y-You fucker?!

GD Soldier: I-It’s the Mad Dog!!

The terrorized yells and screeches rip from the throats of the thugs and pierces through the alley.

honus07 Honus: K-Kill him!!

I’m pulled up and my neck’s twisted up from behind by the pig exec.  …He’s using me as a shield.  The other gangsters pull their triggers.

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Giulio: …

The sound of fire assaults my ears, painfully banging against my eardrums.  Giulio … through the crowd of bullets flying towards him…

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…walks.  Glides.  Straight line, ignoring the bullets as though they were fireworks cracking high up in the sky.

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For just a second, Giulio’s form wavers.  Stooped just a tiny tad, Giulio resumes his usual posture … and walks.  Towards me.

…What was that just now—?  Don’t tell me…?!

…He’s … dodging the bullets?!

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GD Soldier E: Eegh…!  Gaaaah!!  Ah…!

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As he’s passing by, Giulio pulls a perfectly horizontal slice through the gut of the thug trying to pump him full of lead, drawing out fresh blood…

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And another man, who tries to escape, gets his neck severed through the bone in instant death.  Then…

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Giulio: …

honus04 Honus: F-Fucking bastard!!

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Giulio moves with a light rustle … and dodges with just his upper body.  And walks again…  …Like I thought … he’s really dodging the bullets…

honus05 Honus: H-Huh…?  What’s going on?!  Fuck!!

When Giulio’s advanced a few seconds’ reach from me…

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GD Soldier F: …Boss!!

From another street, backup gangsters come running in hauling machineguns.  …Four…  Crap, the gunfire just now alerted the others…

honus07 Honus: It’s the Mad Dog!!  Kill him!!

GD Soldier F: Bastard!!  This is for my pals!!


Giulio: …!!

…My vision goes dark.  Giulio was practically drawn out into open-fire zone…  The guns’re too far away to reach by knife…

giandaivanu3-4-1b Gian: Run…!  Giuli—?!

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As I’m watching, Giulio … slams the butt of his knife into the glass panel of the old window into the wall behind him, smashing it to pieces.

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At the exact same instant, the machineguns start pelting fire.

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Giulio’s body jumps.  Dances through the air.  …Did he get shot…?!  …No, that’s not…  Despite being scared, I keep my eyes peeled and see…

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The shards of glass dropping to the floor.  Giulio’s body gliding through midair.  Countless guns, all spitting fire…

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GD Soldier F: Gh!!  …Ghaagh….!

Thud.  Thud.  Thud.

The gangsters’ cries well up, and then cut off.  Buried in their throats … their chests…

…are the broken fragments of glass, piercing deep.

…It’s … the glass shards Giulio’d thrown while dodging the fire.  …In that one instant after the window was smashed, before the glass hit the ground … four people – four brawny meatheads – died.


honus05 Honus: U-Ugh…?!  Wh-Wh—

Terror’s the only thing taking residence in the fatso’s eyes now.

Click.  Click.

honus07 Honus: Huh?!  Uaaaah…!!

He points his empty gun towards Giulio and pulls the trigger again and again…  He practically falls backwards from fear as he shuffles backwards.

giandaivanu4-3-2 Gian: …Take this!!

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I throw my head back in a headbutt against his chin.  The instant he staggers, I shake off his arm and run.


Giulio: …!  Signor … Gian!!

giandaivanu2-8-2 Gian: …Giulio…!  Why…?!

Giulio’s eyes, which’d been like pitch black windows until now, catch sight of me … and clear up in an instant.  And they drift towards the blood on my face…


Giulio: …!!

honus05 Honus: U-Ugh…  S-Stay away!!

Giulio heads straight for the swaying man…

giandaivanu3-1-1b Gian: Ah…!  Wait!

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honus07 Honus: Gh!!  A-Aaaah!!

Giulio’s hand leaps through the dark air, the blade sliding through the man’s stomach like butter, opening a gaping crimson mouth.

Tongue lolling from mouth, the man’s in his death throes when Giulio whumps into him from behind.

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honus07 Honus: Bghaaa!!

His back slams into the man’s back … and from the new opening carved into his torso, his innards splurt out .  Blood and guts splatter against the wall and hang, sticking.

The body convulses from the non-instantaneous death.  Then, Giulio…


Giulio: …Haah…  …O-Oh…

Seeing me standing there, staring, Giulio stands, stirs anxiously like a lost child … and glances about, like he’s looking for a way out.

…A world of death, lorded over by nothing but oppressive silence.

In this narrow road starting to stink of blood and innards, we face each other, standing close enough that if we reach, we could touch each other…

giandaivanu2-9-2 Gian: Sigh, there you go again…  I wanted to hear what he’s got to say, but … oh well.

Giulio: U-Um … I…


…So I was right.

…If I’m here, Giulio’s…

I take a step forward…


…and Giulio’s body and eyes jump and, trembling, he takes a step back.

giuliodaivan2-3-2b Giulio: A-Ah…  I … am sorry…  I…  Signor Gian…
giandaivanu2-7-2 Gian: …

I see.  He’s regretting, or I should say, he’s scared because he thinks I hate him for that time … because he raped me.

…He’s easy to understand, like a pet dog.  …He got carried away and bit the owner’s hand.


Giulio: …I … should be going.  My apolo—


I grab Giulio’s hand.


Giulio: …Ah!  …Un … ah…  Signor … Gian…?

Giulio’s hand is surprisingly … limp.  Soft and boneless.  Trembling.

The blood-stained knife drops from Giulio’s hand.  I keep hold of Giulio’s hand and glare into his eyes…

giandaivanu3-3-2c Gian: Why are you running?

Giulio: …B-Because I…  Signor Gian … hates me…


…Giulio turns his eyes away…  I feel weak, tiny shudders through the hand in mine from him trying to pull away.

giandaivanu2-1-1b Gian: No.  Stay here.
giuliodaivan2-7-2 Giulio: …U-Uu…  I…  I … am strange in the head.  I did … such … a thing … to Signor Gian…
giuliodaivan5-4-2b Giulio: I … should not be alive…
giandaivanu2-9-1 Gian: You planning on dying?
giuliodaivan5-7-2 Giulio: Signor Gian hates me…!  I should not…!

Giulio tries to pull his hand away again.  It shakes.

giandaivanu4-3-2 Gian: …Don’t go!  Stay here.
giuliodaivan2-8-2 Giulio: …!  Ah…?!
giandaivanu2-9-2 Gian: Stay here…  …That’s an order.
giuliodaivan2-1-2 Giulio: Or…der…?

Giulio’s lips repeat my words.

…What’s with that first-love head-over-heels look?!

giandaivanu2-7-2 Gian: That … I mean…  Not ‘order,’ but … please.  Stay.


Giulio: …Signor … Gian…  But, I…

giandaivanu3-3-2c Gian: I’d be lying if I said it’s all water under the bridge.  But, right now, how to put it, it’s not the time for that…


I suddenly notice…  I’d been concentrating my eyes solely on Giulio, and now I hurriedly look around us.

Bodies, bodies, and more bodies.  …Shit, we’ve gotta split.

giandaivanu3-9-2 Gian: Anyways … let’s go!  …Will you come with me, Giulio?
giuliodaivan2-3-2c Giulio: U-Uu…!  …But … I…!

…Aagh, jeez!!  …The bodies, the thugs all meshed up in pieces like they got on the business end of a lawnmower, the guns by them…!  Aaagh, jeez!!

giandaivanu2-8-2 Gian: If you don’t want me, then stay here…!  Then the cops’ll haul you off to the electric chair!  Or … would you rather prefer the old Bondone?
giuliodaivan2-8-2 Giulio: …!!

Giulio grasps tight with a grip strong enough I can hear my wristbones crying in pain.

giuliodaivan5-1-2 Giulio: Signor Gian…!  I…!  I want to go with you…!!
giandaivanu2-5-2c Gian: All righty.  …Come.  This way!

I pick up Giulio’s knife from the floor…

…and we, the two of us, run.


We streak through the narrow road between the two buildings without a glance back.  We keep our breaths quiet, and we run.

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At the stand, the two of us bought a bottle of cola and drank it together.  The two of us don’t look at each other…  Especially me.

I remember Giulio’s expression from earlier…

giandaivanu3-13-2 Gian: …Jeez.  Timing’s off as usual.

As though understanding that I’m just talking to myself, Giulio only glances at me before turning his face, damp with sweat, away…

…and looks around, face and eyes scanning the area with bare movements.  There’s not a trace of pursuit – no one chasing us, no sound from police cars, nothing.

…Maybe I really am awesomely lucky…

giandaivanu2-1-2b Gian: Oh right.  Hey, Giulio…


Giulio: Yes.

Even as he replies, Giulio’s eyes don’t stop keeping watch around the area, like they were built for this purpose alone.


…It’s true I never thought I’d get abducted by the GD in the middle of the city…  I was way too careless…  If Giulio hadn’t come, I’d have been dead, no question.

giandaivanu2-9-2 Gian: Giulio … how did you know I got caught, earlier?

…Don’t tell me he’s seriously gonna say that he heard the barking and howling.

giuliodaivan4-1-2b Giulio: Oh…  I had forgotten…  Um, I was heading where Grandfather had ordered when I heard an explosion…

…Probably the one Luchino and I’d heard at the abbey.

giuliodaivan4-2-2b Giulio: …so, I…  I was hesitant, but I decided to search for the terrorists behind the attack instead of continuing to my destination.
giandaivanu3-3-2 Gian: Huh…?  But where we were just now and where the bomb was are pretty far apart…?
giuliodaivan4-1-1 Giulio: …Yes.  En route, I noticed something concerning … which I took into custody.  I was on my way to report it when…
giuliodaivan5-2-2b Giulio: …Um, I … heard Signor Gian’s voice, so…
giandaivanu2-2-2b Gian: …Um…  ‘Arf arf, arooooo?’
giuliodaivan5-3-1b Giulio: …Mm…

…Giulio nods with something of a happy beam.  …I mean, it’s great that saved my hide, but…

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Plati
    May 20, 2016 @ 20:48:55

    “Arf, arf, arooooo!”

    How else would one dog call to another? Duh, Gian. LOL



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