You knock on the door to the royal study room, where the Crown Prince awaits for his daily tutoring, oblivious to the threat on his life that you have been planning on conducting from the moment you were "hired" to tutor him. Not that it would matter anyway, because you haven't been planning for shit.

"Good morning, teach!"

Prince Nijiro beams happily as you walk in, and you have to constantly remind yourself that he is in fact your target, and that he's definitely not cute. Nope.