In the back of the supermarket at the street corner...
"Ah!"
"A six-wheeled cart!
We can race with this!"
"Take that!"
At that moment...
"It's the Cargo Granny!"
"Gwaaah!"
"So, please exterminate the Granny."
"It's dangerous to ride on a cart, kid."
"Well, that's true...
But when you were young, you did something or two, didn't you?"
"I'll at least keep an eye on Granny's condition.
I think she's just causing a ruckus because of dementia or something like that..."
So, as a result, the two magic constructors appeared as one of the candidates where the investigation target might
appear...
"Here it is, sis."
"Hmm."
"Ah!"
"Cargo Granny!"
"We can't catch up at that speed...
Bring a cushion or something, throw it to stop her movement."
"Wait, little sister.
The opponent is an old woman.
Can her body endure it?"
"So what do you suggest, sis?"
Looking into the distance.
"What are you looking at..."
"Little sister,
Is this your first time becoming a street racer?"
