There were many buses that traveled between Tranquil City and the Academy daily.
They ran twenty-four seven, since countless people traveled between the two destinations every day students, staff, workers, and various other civilians.
Inside a futuristic-looking bus with sleek chrome panels and holographic displays, the Mafia sat in tense silence as they waited to reach Tranquil City to carry out their first real mission.
Yes.
The Mafia was so pathetically poor that they could only afford basic bus tickets for now.
In the coming few years, people wouldn't believe that the infamous Mafia carried out their first criminal operation by traveling on public transportation like common civilians.
The Academy had their own private buses designated for official club activities.
But in order to use them, students had to get explicit permission from the Student Council first.
Which, in their case, would never happen in a million years.
