"A-are you sure this is safe?"
"Of course. There's only like at least one accident every day. But it's mostly the tourists."
"…We're tourists. And we're minors? They're… renting out to minors?"
"Huh…"
No. The Baby Crew wasn't even at the notorious and dangerous path that Hannah mentioned just yet.
No. Right now, they were in front of a lot of men, but not just any old men… they were old men who rented out small, single-cylinder motorcycles to foreigners.
And yes, they didn't care at all that the Baby Crew were minors. They just handed them the helmets as soon as Hannah paid for the entire batch.
"I… I don't know how to ride a motorcycle." Pauline whispered, "I've only ever ridden a bike."
"You can get the scooter, then. You'll be safe, relax. It's just like riding a bike, except you don't need to pedal." Hannah waved her hand, wearing her helmet as she mounted the motorcycle in front of her.
