Star Railway, starting as Kiana

The so-called "celestial vessel" envoy was no longer concerned about whether Kiana was a spirit sand; instead, he was enjoying the astonished expressions of the crowd below.

"This is the first lesson I'm going to teach you: the self-cultivation of an actor. How about that? Weren't you all fooled?"

Several seconds passed before everyone realized that the so-called celestial envoy was just a trick on them. From the beginning until now, it had all been nothing more than an act by the two of them.

"Eh!!!"

While this vivid and engaging lesson may not bring about a dramatic transformation or a complete metamorphosis for everyone, the students at the Harmony Academy certainly benefited greatly.

Kiana only attended this one class.

For a long time afterward, everyone enjoyed the comfortable life at the academy.

However, after some time, the "celestial envoy" secretly approached Kiana again.

"Hehe, this place is so much fun."

"Don't giggle, people who don't know better will think you're a firework."

"I am pleasure!"

Kiana remained completely unfazed as she watched Hana remove her mask and utter her classic line.

Seeing Kiana's bored expression, the other person stopped chuckling and removed their mask again, revealing a masked head in front of Kiana.

"Haha, isn't this funny?"

"But Pinocchio is so lively! It's supposed to be Hippe's place, but it feels like everyone except Hippe has come to join in. It's so much fun!"

However, just as Kiana was about to ask Aha what that sentence meant, Aha disappeared.

However, Aha's disappearance did not affect the number of students in the class.

Because a new classmate joined the class.

"Xing, is this someone you know?"

Looking at this girl who seemed to be familiar with the place, Qi Liu Yana V had just opened her mouth when she launched into a unique self-introduction.

"My name is Ryouran Ninja Hero AKA Ranpo. I was able to get here thanks to the help of the baseball bat ninja, the glass ninja, and the flying dragon ninja. My purpose here is to hunt down the villainous ninja known as the Monkey King Evil Ninja."

As if worried that Kiana wouldn't understand, March 7th even did a translation.

"Qibao, Qibao. She said her name is Luanpo, she came here to catch bad guys, and she suspects that the recently popular Sleeping Banana Monkey is strange."

"Um...is there any need to doubt this? Isn't it obviously strange?"

Chapter 621 I, March 7th, the Dream-Building Genius!

"By the way, is Ms. Ranpo here for class too?"

"Of course. What a ninja sees is the same. This dojo called the classroom must be full of trickery. There are also evil spirits lurking here. All of you ninjas must be careful."

Just as Luan Po finished speaking, the teacher for the next class arrived at the classroom door.

And this teacher turned out to be a human-shaped television set, or more accurately, the Round Screen Mr. of the Dream Theatre Troupe.

Unlike its other appearances in Pinocchio, this one's television screen didn't display the same ever-present smiling face, but rather a picture of a sleeping banana monkey.

"Looks like everyone's here. Alright, students, it's time for *Banana Study*!"

After a quick headcount, the person wearing a teacher's badge and identified as "Dream Chaser" came to the corridor outside the classroom.

"The lesson today is about decorating the campus to look like everyone likes. Here, students, take this."

"The material that constitutes dreams is completely different from reality, and the same applies to dream building. What you are holding is meme dye made from memory matter."

The teacher distributed a can of spray paint to the students, but couldn't feel the weight of the can at all; it was as if it were empty.

Unsurprisingly, it was covered with images of sleeping banana monkeys.

Now, not only others, but even March 7th felt something was amiss.

It seems that ever since entering Origami University, I can see the Sleeping Banana Monkey every few steps, whether it's graffiti, decoration, dolls, or even banana teachers and instructors appearing directly in the image of the Sleeping Banana Monkey.

Everything seemed strange.

But the strangest things were yet to come.

As a teacher, one should treat everyone equally. Even if there is differential treatment, is such differential treatment a bit outrageous?

Following the teacher's instructions, each student spray-painted their favorite designs on the walls of the corridor.

But from here on, things started to get a little strange. Many people in the class didn't know anything about Sleeping Banana Monkey before, and when they chatted, they heard people say that they didn't have much of a feeling about Sleeping Banana Monkey.

However, without prior arrangement, the group all picked up their meme dyes and drew the same sleeping banana monkey.

"Full marks!"

Seeing that so many students who drew sleeping banana monkeys got full marks, March 7th looked at the meme dye in his hand and couldn't help but complain.

"Wow, is this what they call 'playing to someone's tastes'?"

Because it was March 7th, this unusual feeling lessened slightly.

"I'm probably being too sensitive. After all, the way this banana master acted when he first appeared, and his items all showed that he was a huge fan of the sleeping banana monkey. It's understandable that the students would try to please him in order to get high scores."

However, it seemed a bit strange after nearly 80% of the class members left spray paint of sleeping banana monkeys on the walls.

Looking at the wall covered with sleeping banana monkeys, one can't help but feel a strange chill run down their spine. Moreover, perhaps due to the raw materials of the spray paint, or the meme dye, Kiana felt that the artwork sprayed on the wall seemed to be influencing the surroundings at all times.

However, Kiana chose to suppress this strange feeling, picked up the meme dye, and began her creation.

Upon seeing the empty wall in front of her, Kiana suddenly felt much lighter. Looking at Hoshino and March 7 beside her, they had already begun their creative journey and seemed completely unaware of anything amiss.

The girl who called herself a ninja, Ranpo, was creating graffiti on the wall just like other ordinary students.

"Maintain a peaceful mindset, think about what you want to create, and let your emotions resonate with the materials. This will allow your imagination to become the reality of your dreams. This is the essence of Dream Building Banana!"

The teacher was giving scores and explanations at the same time, but his catchphrase made Kiana feel a little uncomfortable, even though having a catchphrase is a cute thing.

For example, the catgirl's "Nyan," the flute girl's "Pasu-Nyan," and Pam's "Pa," etc., are all very cute, but this banana...

It's really awkward.

Kiana gradually calmed down and tried to think of things that brought her the most peace.

Kiana thought that what brought her the most peace was delicious food, cute girls, or the beautiful world she was protecting.

But as Kiana slowly followed Banana Master's words and immersed herself in the moment, the figure of a sleeping banana monkey appeared, only to be replaced by a purple planet. Directly in front of this purple planet was a purple crack resembling an eye.

"No, what is this thing?"

Kiana immediately opened her eyes, looking as if she had discovered someone was getting close to her, only to find out it was Hanabi.

Fireworks: Isn't that even better!

But Kiana followed her heart and drew the Cocoon of the End, a cocoon that possessed the power to control destiny, reincarnate other planets, and embrace its own kind in order to create the End.

However, it was just a cocoon of the end, which seemed a bit desolate. Thinking of the cocoon of the end's long-cherished wish, Kiana drew herself next to the cocoon of the end, then Mei, Bronya, and slowly, Kiana drew everyone she could think of on the wall.

Seeing this "family portrait," Kiana nodded in satisfaction.

However, whether it was Kiana's imagination or not, she seemed to sense that the cocoon of the end that she had drawn on the wall was emanating a happy feeling.

But when Kiana looked at her artwork on the wall again, it was as if this feeling had never existed.

"Is it an illusion?"

At this moment, the Banana Master had also arrived beside them. When it saw the painting that was out of place with its surroundings, the Banana Master fell silent for a moment.

"Oh! What is this painting?! Why is it full of trash cans? Where's the monkey? 0 points!"

Kiana and March 7 are hard to judge either. After all, even though Xing's drawing skills are not bad, drawing a trash can on the wall still seems out of place with the surroundings.

However, the teacher asked, "Where's the little monkey?"

However, the tumor-bearer, who had long harbored suspicions about the sudden popularity of the Sleeping Bell Monkey Master, became wary.

However, the banana master didn't seem to have any ill intentions; it was just a casual remark.

After giving Xing a score of 0, Banana Master walked along the aisle to March 7th's side and looked at March 7th's creation.

"Let's look at the next student's work... What kind of banana is this?"

However, before he could even smile, he noticed that the seemingly normal girl in front of him hadn't drawn a sleeping banana monkey like the others. Instead, she had drawn an extremely three-dimensional formless ice.

Seeing that this was different from the others, not graffiti but exceptionally three-dimensional, as if it were a real-life Ice Elemental, Kiana couldn't help but sigh that Reck was indeed quite capable, managing to discover March 7's potential.

And March 7th actually possesses an unparalleled talent for dream building.

"Little March, if we hadn't been together all the time, I would have thought you were a seasoned dream architect who came to the school to fry fish."

March 7, who was initially worried about not getting a good result, became smug after hearing Kiana's words.

"Hmph, I'm pretty good, aren't I!"

Chapter 622 Estella's Pocket Money and the Tsundere Black Tower

"Wow...that's incredible! To construct such a large object in such a short time is comparable to the skills of a professional Dream Builder..."

Hearing Banana Master's praise, March 7th became even more proud and had no more resistance to Dream Building Academy. On the contrary, he liked it even more.

"Wow, Mr. Rick really wasn't lying to me, I really am a genius!"

However, before she could even enjoy her happiness for a short time, her teacher shattered her illusions about the future.

"But, 0 points!"

Not to mention March 7th, even the other students frowned.

After all, everyone could see that March 7th was extremely talented. If someone told others that he was a freshman who had just enrolled and was only attending his first class, many people would probably scoff at him.

Even some architects who have been working for a while don't necessarily have this level of skill.

However, this banana master continued to make his own judgment, and the reason was that the work on March 7th was not the Sleeping Banana Monkey, but the Formless Ice.

but...

There was nothing anyone could do, since Teacher Banana was the absolute authority in this class. Although the scoring was somewhat biased, no one could refute it.

However, since the artist never determined a theme, why did everyone seem to assume that the theme of this painting was the sleeping banana monkey?

Kiana tried to recall her memories, and although she wasn't a memory user, her recent memories shouldn't be so blurry.

But why didn't anyone sense anything unusual when Banana Master said that March 7th was off-topic?

"Could it be that I really missed hearing it?"

Finally, Banana Master arrived at the creation of March 7th. However, after seeing the "family portrait" that Kiana mentioned, Banana Master seemed to be shocked and almost fell over.

Among the crowd, some people suddenly became disoriented, but none were as exaggerated as the banana master.

However, most people appreciated Kiana's work. Although the planet in the background was somewhat chilling on its own, it looked extremely heartwarming when combined with a group of people dressed in different outfits.

But Teacher Banana seemed to have even forgotten to give feedback, hastily announcing the end of get out of class and leaving...

"Strange, could it be that Master Banana needs to pee?"

"Shh! Xing, girls shouldn't use such vulgar language."

However, the sudden departure of the banana master remains a mystery.

The student who was at the end of the line, however, relaxed completely.

At this moment, Ranpo arrived beside them, first looking at everyone, and then his gaze fell on Kiana.

"Ok?"

Feeling someone pulling her, Kiana turned around and saw a man dressed in extremely revealing clothes gesturing towards her, pointing with his index finger to an empty classroom that was deserted.

Looking at the classmates who were discussing, and at March 7 who had suddenly started to work hard, Kiana nodded to Ranpo, and then walked towards the empty classroom.

"End Ninja, don't you have a feeling that there's something seriously wrong with that Banana Master just now?!"

Although I had expected that Ranpo would also refer to himself as a XX ninja, it still felt strange when I actually heard it.

Upon hearing Ranpo's words, Kiana nodded first, then remembered her question from earlier.

"Random thoughts, did that Banana Master mention a theme before we started?"

"A theme? I think there is one."

Luanpo wasn't quite sure either, because at the time her attention was entirely focused on the sleeping banana monkey icon on the other person's monitor, and she hadn't listened carefully to what the other person was saying.

Seeing this, Kiana then voiced the doubts she had discovered.

“If my memory is not faulty, then this banana master did not initially set a theme, but instead allowed everyone to create freely.”