Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid.

"Where is the freedom? This is so unreasonable!"

Tohru angrily thrashed her tail, slapping the ground with loud thuds. Under her ferocious fangs, a cluster of flames almost burst out.

"This guy, who keeps spouting 'banana' and talks about academic freedom, does the exact opposite! Isn't this just like those old fogeys in our clan who say 'it's for your own good' but actually restrict you everywhere?!"

"It is contradictory. True freedom should allow for different ideas and expressions within a certain framework, right? Like human society, there are laws, but within that scope, you can choose your preferred job and lifestyle." Kobayashi pushed up her glasses. "However, this school is so 'free'... I wouldn't be surprised by anything that happens."

"And this teacher is very fierce." Kanna suddenly looked up, her lake-blue eyes blinking. "He is much fiercer than the teachers at our school. Our teachers don't scold us so excessively."

"Yes... This alarm clock-like guy is less of a teacher and more of a mouthpiece for promoting Slumbernana Monkey. Anyone who doesn't obey him gets attacked. That monkey principal hiring such a guy for a teaching position... It seems they're all in on it together."

In Kobayashi's view, the only thing unclear at the moment was the current stance of the guy named Rook. Considering his strange abilities... he was most likely a reinforcement or a trump card brought in by that monkey principal. If they didn't deal with him first, there would probably be quite a few variables.

"The last student is a Pipi-Xi girl. Her wall is completely blank, with nothing on it."

"'Slumbernana Monkey, Slumbernana Monkey...'"

"She was still trying to make her emotions resonate with the paint, but she didn't seem to have a talent for it."

"Dream-Weaving Banana Teacher grew impatient and simply announced:'Stop chanting! Your mouth is for eating bananas, not for weaving dreams—blank paper, 0 points!'"

"'Wait, please give me a little more time...' Charika pleaded pitifully."

"'Without love for Slumbernana Monkey, you won't be able to draw it no matter how much time you're given... I remember you're the lowest-ranking Banana in the class, aren't you?'"

"'N-no! I've still ranked second to last a few times...' Charika's voice grew softer and softer as she explained."

"'Sigh, every time I see a student like you, I feel exhausted. A monkey without the talent to climb trees will never pick bananas. Why bother getting on stage and making it hard for yourself? Just face reality and give up this path early, Banana banana banana.'"

"'What is he doing?' Xing stood up, annoyed.

"'This student, you certainly can't understand the love contained in Banana Teacher's words. Regardless, you and that girl just now are still talented, but this girl who handed in a blank paper has nothing.' Dream-Weaving Banana Teacher looked down at the pathetic Pepeshi. 'If you always pursue what you can't get, aren't you moving in the opposite direction of happiness? Give up, give up, Banana!'"

"Banana Teacher's words completely broke her. She lowered her head, covering her face, and began to sob softly."

Scissor Seven.

"I'll punch your lungs out! You damn scoundrel! Can this kind of guy even be a teacher?!"

Ji Dabao just found this alarm clock-like guy really funny. He actually actively belittled his own students. Such behavior alone already disqualified him from being a teacher. He imagined if Professor Dr. Ratio, also a teacher, were here, he would probably throw chalk at him without hesitation.

"A failed life is still a life; they have the right to savor it to the very end." — The professor's words still echoed in his ears.

He remembered that although the professor was always sharp-tongued, he never advised his students to give up their pursuit of knowledge. In this regard, the difference was obvious.

"I feel like this kind of teacher also needs a good beating." Wu Liuqi squatted by the campfire, a look of anticipation on his face. "I really want to see his alarm clock head get thoroughly bashed by Xing's baseball bat."

Lan Minghua lazily glanced at him, spitting out his toothpick: "Young man, so much fire. But it's obvious, this alarm clock person is just helping to filter out those who genuinely like Slumbernana Monkey. This university is probably just a 'factory' for their screening, using credit systems and other rules to force students to engage with Slumbernana Monkey. Whether they like it or not, they have to."

"But why should anyone like that silly monkey?" Wu Liuqi guessed there must be some conspiracy behind this group, but he couldn't figure out what kind of conspiracy would be linked to Slumbernana Monkey.

"'Has your excellency finished speaking?' Rappa slowly walked up to Dream-Weaving Banana Teacher and coldly admonished, 'If so, please turn your gaze back here.'"

"'W-what? Who are you? When did you get up here...' He looked up and around, only to see a vibrant, tension-filled painting had appeared on the adjacent wall at some unknown point, completely baffling Banana Teacher: 'Wait! What kind of Banana is this now?'"

"'This is Rappa's Talisman. Please, Great Head Evil Spirit, give your critique.'"

"Banana Teacher roared furiously, 'Critique a banana peel! Can this thing be erased?!'"

"'This scene is precisely what Sweetness's Ninja Heart envisions. The moment your excellency turned, her inspiration burst forth from her heart like a spring, the entire process taking only 0.1 micro-seconds, which even a ninja's super-vision couldn't capture!'"

"'What nonsense! This is clearly drawn by you!'"

"Rappa looked down at the flustered Charika, speaking each word clearly and forcefully: 'Cooked salmon don't swim, and ninjas don't spread misleading words. Sweetness's Ninja Disciple only needs a helping hand; I am willing to be her brush to help her complete her training.'"

"'Sweetness's Ninja Disciple, that's right, isn't it?'"

"Facing Rappa's gaze, Charika seemed to have her innermost secrets seen through. She lowered her head in a panic, her fingers constantly twisting her skirt: 'Ah? This...'"

"'The Galaxy Ninja Scroll says: 'Pythons can move swiftly without feet, and manta rays can soar without wings.'' Rappa took a step forward, her gaze burning into Charika's flickering, hesitant eyes. 'If your excellency has already made a decision, why not shout it out with conviction!'"

"'...'

"Charika bit her lower lip, her chest heaving violently. After a long while, she suddenly lifted her head, as if to use all her strength, and let out her long-suppressed cry towards the university classroom in the distance:"

"'—Whatever, I really need the credits!'"