This is a quick translation from the first book of
Psycho-pass, Psycho-pass 上. It’s
been in my hard disk for a while, so it was time to share it. I hope to be able
to do some other scenes I like from book 1 in the future. I already have them in my mind… ;-)
quarters — the shared training room. In the wide room covered
with impact absorbing materials, two men naked from the waist up and wearing
spats shorts were grappling.
One of them was Kougami. The other person was the
sparring partner. Kougami’s powerful muscles were clenched. His opponent was
impassive. Kougami was the only one sweating. Dodging a right hook*, Kougami performed
a quick tackle and knocked him down. Takedown*.
The opponent wrapped a leg around Kougami and tried to
block him. Half-turning, Kougami passed his guard and straddled him completely — a mount position*. From the top, Kougami knocked him
hard. One punch, two punches, heavy like a hammer. Bam! bam! The sound of the
blows echoed while the opponent face was being deformed. The nose was smashed,
the jaws fallen apart, the eyes started out of the head, the skull had
Amid that, a noise ran across the face and upper body
of the opponent. — it was the hologram. Robots used for sparring were
covered by a holo in order to make the simulation real. During that training,
Akane came in.
“You are going too far, Kougami-san…”
Taken aback and come to himself at those words,
Kougami stood up slowly and got away from the opponent. The sparring end buzzer
rang and the opponent holo vanished entirely. A common sparring robot with the
look of a mannequin appeared. Because of Kougami’s brute force, its head was
Looking at the sparring system console, Akane was
astonished. “You set the sparring program to the highest level! …are you really
Akane checked the sparring robot.
“You will surely be scolded by the Property Management
“This system is a piece of crap” Kougami spat out and
walked up to the stand where he had placed his things and clothes.
Before the towel, Kougami picked up a cigarette and
held it between his teeth.
While smoking, Kougami’s abdomen slowly raised and lowered
matching the lungs shrinking. His abdomen had a sharp six-pack abs. Akane
unintentionally fixed her eyes on Kougami’s steel body. “…” the bulging surface of the strong muscles
was covered in sweat and blood trickled faintly from the fist used to hit hard
“…is there something on my face?”
“No, not… not really…!”
After averting her eyes, Akane searched for a topic of
conversation to get over the embarrassing situation.
“Despite being provided with a powerful weapon like
the dominator, do you need such an extreme fight training?
“I do. Precisely because it’s a strong and superior
weapon, its user must be stronger and tough”
While saying so, Kougami stared at his own fist, dirty
with the blood trickled.
“It’s not the dominator that kills the enemy, the
intent to kill is mine …in order to keep that in mind, I have to feel the pain
“…is that…a lesson for me?”
“No. It’s because I don’t want you to make unnecessary
experiences, Inspector. I refuse to be in a situation where you have to fire
the dominator a second time”
Kougami blew out a puff of smoke. “So, what do you
“Before that, wipe off the sweat with a towel and get
dressed properly, please!”
NOTES TO TRANSLATION:
*Hook: A hook is a punch in boxing. It is performed by
turning the core muscles and back, thereby swinging the arm, which is bent at
an angle near or at 90 degrees, in a horizontal arc into the opponent. A hook
is usually aimed at the chin, but it can also be used for body shots,
especially to the liver.
punches can be thrown by either the lead hand or the rear hand, but the term
used without a qualifier usually refers to a lead hook.
hook is a powerful punch with knockout power. (from Wikipedia)
*Takedown: In martial arts and combat sports, a takedown is a
technique that involves off-balancing an opponent and bringing him or her to
the ground, typically with the attacker landing on top. The process of quickly
advancing on an opponent and attempting a takedown is known as shooting for a
takedown, or simply shooting. (from
*Mount position: The mount, or mounted position, is a dominant ground
grappling position, where one combatant sits on the other combatants torso with
the face pointing towards the opponent’s head. This is very favourable for the
top combatant in several ways. The top combatant can generate considerable
momentum for strikes such as punches or elbows to the head of the opponent,
while the bottom combatant is restricted by the ground and by the combatant on
It feels like that Tsukishima didn’t only save the ball, but also saved Hinata and Kageyama. It would break them and the team if Seijou was able to knock their quick down the instant they used it after their defeat.
You feel like a numbing sound in a sea full of poetic mouths, sending out white noise just to get even so much as a quick glance.
You’ll knock yourself down a few more pegs and critique your owns words and a sudden rush of frustration fills your bones and your inspiration, your motivation to move mountains with a string of words suddenly fades
and you can’t even piece basic vocabulary together
but, you are never unheard.
The emotion that floods from your fingertips, seeps into the hearts that beat to every curve you make and dotted I that you put into your writing.
Maybe you are no Hemingway, Plath, or Green, but you are one of a kind and the universes you hold inside of your mind deserve to be seen.
The quality of your writing should never be based on how many comments how many notes that are left for you nor is it based on your misplaced punctuation and messy handwriting.
It’s the passion and thought dripped into every sentence and paragraph you molded on your own.
You are never unnoticed.
Your words split seas and rattle solid grounds.
Your words hold more meaning than you’ll ever let yourself believe.