Before the ADA, and even before his time as an assassin and body guard, Fukuzawa had attended a government run martial arts school. The academy often turned out the best of the best government and personal assassins. He’s known, he’d been one of them in the more shameful part of his past.

In recent years, due to desperation to get ahold on the Port Mafia, the government has been allowing younger people to join the academy. Originally, only high school age people and up could enter, but now even middle schoolers could…. The younger of the students weren’t even being told that they were likely to be made assassins, they were just told that their impressive abilities had proved to gay then scouted.

The academy had recently asked him to make an appearance at this year’s graduation ceremony. The man had reluctantly agreed. The school was a part of his more shameful, blood stained past, but he was curious what sorts of people the academy was turning out. Despite his reservations, he’d taken time off work for the ceremony.

Today was the day of this year’s graduating class’s ceremony. He’d dressed in his best yukata, slightly fancier than the one he wore on the daily, and taken extra time to sharpen his katana. As he stood on the stage with the school’s faculty and a couple government officials, he scanned the area. He certainly wasn’t happy to see all the teenagers who were graduating; he’d not been informed that middle school age children had been getting scouted and allowed into the school to graduate at the age of a high schooler.

He soon spotted the top student of this year’s class; you. You were one of the students who had been scouted when you were supposed to begin middle school, one of the students who hasn’t been told you were being trained to be a government assassin. How had someone who should be in high school managed to be valedictorian? It used to just be high schoolers and up who could enrolled…. He didn’t bother to question it much, he knew how the school worked.