Ibuki's newest part-time job was getting parcels delivered on time. It didn't pay great, but at least it kept him busy. He'd come to Yggdrasil tower to deliver a package, but he found himself aimlessly wandering the halls of the tower, parcel in hand, until he found the right office. Once he'd dropped off the parcel, and gotten the worker to sign for it, he left with another parcel. It was marked with a great big "CONFIDENTIAL" in giant red letters. He'd been told to deliver it to someone outside of the tower. Of course, since the package was confidential, he soon had guards after him. He'd tried to explain the situation, but they'd ignored him and continued the chase.
Takatora was out of the office in the aftermath of his Overlord run-in, and Seto couldn't blame him. Seto was an intermediary for Takatora, a butler, anything he was required to be. He strove for more; becoming head of security would be a logical leap to make, eventually, although James had a Driver, and Seto refused one.
When there was a problem with security, and an apparent security breach, Seto took it upon himself to be involved in the chase.
Ibuki had found temporary refuge in a janitor's closet. It was an easy slip of the guards, but he'd left a fairly obvious trail. It gave him at least a few minutes of sanctity to rest and recover before the chase began again.
It was all over this package. He wanted to throw the damn thing away, but a delivery was a delivery and he was expected to make it. Besides, he couldn't deny he was curious about the thing. He supposed it wouldn't hurt just to have a quick peek at the contents.
Seto walked among the security personnel, "Whoever he is, he couldn't have gotten far. Spread out, look for him." Admittedly he wasn't 100% sure what was going on, but that was fine. Certainly these security guards did.
Acting purely on instinct, Ibuki nimbly opened the package and slid the contents out. He was expecting top secret documents or bomb parts. He wasn't expecting a padlock and a...honestly, he didn't know what it was, but it had a knife on one side.
"What is this?" he asked aloud, quickly clapping his hand over his mouth.
One of the guards heard him and quickly moved to open the door. Three other guards were hurrying over at the first guard's command, and Seto was following behind.
Ibuki reckoned he could run pretty fast, but this guy was something else. He tried to get as far away from him as possible, but there were more guards waiting for him at the end of the hall.
"Assuming that is true, who is the sender, and who is the receiver?" he questioned, holding up the belt. This was interesting, to say the least, assuming it was true.
"The sender was this guy in the office down the hall!" Ibuki replied as he continued to struggle against the guard's hold. "I can't remember who I'm sending it to! The wrappings are in the closet!"