Chapter 118: The Gamer's Gambit

Daiki is scary when he is focused.

He has been in Fuji's apartment for twenty-four hours. He has not showered. He is fueled entirely by energy drinks and spite.

"I am in," he says suddenly.

We all jump. Fuji is trying to cook rice on a hot plate. (It is going badly.)

"In where?" I ask.

"The scheduling system for the Imperial Press Office," Daiki says, cracking his knuckles. "Hiroto needs a stage? I just got him one."

He points to the screen.

"Tomorrow. 2 PM. A 'Special Announcement regarding Prince Kenji's Future'. I just added it to the official calendar. The press is already confirming."

Fuji drops the rice scoop.

"You... hacked the Imperial calendar?"

"It barely counted as hacking. Their password was 'Imperial123'. Amateurs."

"My father will think HE scheduled it," Fuji realizes. "He will think it is the engagement announcement for Lady Mariko."

"Exactly," Daiki smirks. "He will show up expecting a victory lap. Instead, he is walking into a boss fight."

Fuji looks at Daiki. Really looks at him.

"Hanata-san... thank you."

Daiki blushes. He pulls his hood up.

"Whatever. Just don't lose, Prince. I didn't carry you this hard just for you to choke at the final boss."