The next morning, 10 Downing Street.
The Prime Minister and the Queen entered the residence, preparing to begin their routine work as usual.
However, as the door opened, a carefully wrapped "gift" on the desk came into view.
Boudica, who had arrived after hearing the news, looked at the oversized cardboard box whose contents were unknown, which faintly emitted strange noises and swayed slightly, and murmured to herself.
"Someone came by last night?"
"Perhaps it wasn't human..."
Morgan narrowed her eyes, her tone laden with meaning.
"A Heroic Spirit? To slip past the surveillance and sentries... it looks like the security system here needs strengthening." Hearing the implication, the Chief Secretary frowned, then pointed outside. "To be safe, should I call the Professional Team to open it?"
"No need."
Artoria calmly shook her head and stepped forward without changing expression. She untied the ribbon around the box and opened the oversized gift before her.
Inside was a White-Haired Succubus with pointed ears, tied up tightly.
Her mouth was stuffed with a gag, and as she struggled, muffled whimpering sounds escaped from her throat as she begged the outside world for help.
But as sunlight shone into the box, two identical faces were reflected in her pupils. The packaged succubus immediately stopped struggling, becoming exceptionally obedient and quiet.
"Pop~~"
A wet, sticky sound rang out as Morgan expressionlessly pulled out the saliva-soaked gag. Her azure eyes stared darkly at the "gift" before her.
Once the object silencing her had been removed and she regained the right to speak, a dazzling smile bloomed across the White-Haired Succubus's face.
"Yo, what a coincidence..."
Her friendly manner made it seem as though she had spotted an old friend she had not seen in ages, greeting them warmly.
"Yes, what a coincidence. I've finally met