Ayaka, Saten and Momoko were heading to the scene, recalling the location of the crime scene where they had been dragged. Their memories were indistinct in some places, but a summary of the information was available.
They entered the mountain path and entered a relatively rough one. Saten was healthy, Ayaka was wearing prosthetic legs and crutches, making the mountain road more comfortable. Momoko and Agatha complained of inconvenience in moving.
"Argh!"
In the end, Momoko, who had been walking with only one leg and crutches, slipped her shoulders and missed her crutches.
"You're not hurt?"
Saten, who had no problem walking, helped Momoko.
But this was a minor problem. Momoko could even walk. But Agatha was in a wheelchair that couldn't get over the mountain path.
Agatha pulled the wheelchair with excellent stamina to the middle of the road, but it was hard to move off-road. Agatha was exhausted and complained of pain just by holding on to the wheel.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
"Guys! Agatha's having a hard time!"
"I'm fine, go ahead. I'll catch up with you soon."
Agatha was in pain and struggled to roll her wheelchair. She struggled to move a lap. Her thin legs only shook like paper while she was moving violently.