If I'm updating this story then you all know that means I'm having writer's block. The next chapter of Reading Jaune Ryu-Long is underway and if you wanted the break chapter then sorry to disappoint, I may just make a brief rundown on they're all doing at the beginning of the next chapter. Writers' block is something that just sneaks up on you, doesn't it?
Chapter 9 of Reading Jaune Ryu-Long is about halfway done if you want to know.
I don't own anything I use except for OCs.This is the First chapter of Mending the knots by azndrgn.
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"You think Jaune could actually turn into a dragon?" Ruby asked.
"Now that'd be awesome, sis," Yang answered. Weiss wondered what kind of abilities Ryu-Long would get. Blake was busy writing in her notebook. Pyrrha was hoping their Jaune was doing alright. Nora was hopping up in down in her seat, wanting to ride an actual dragon while Ren was making sure she didn't break anything.
Everyone quieted down when the screen started up again.
Glynda Goodwitch walked down the streets of Vale, exhausted from another day of her duties as Deputy Headmistress of Beacon. They had just finished initiation, the teams had been formed, paperwork completed, and her personal daily workout done. She should be relaxing, but there were still a couple of problems; she needed to pick up several important items for the Academy, and her back and neck were aching. Glynda hadn't slept properly, not only due to worrying about initiation and the safety of the students but because of the attack at the Dust store the day before and the fact they had a fifteen-year-old student attending Beacon. She almost threw Ozpin out the window when he decided on a whim to have Ruby Rose attend one day prior to the first day at the Academy. She then had to chase down Taiyang for permission, deal with Qrow, have her records from Signal transferred to Beacon, deal with Qrow again, and finally ensure Ruby would have a ticket to board the Bullhead to Beacon even though tickets had been sold out. All of this within the span of five hours! Only Huntresses and Huntsmen, or those in training at the Academies, were allowed on a Bullhead without needing to purchase a ticket, making it harder.
"Sorry for all the trouble, Ms. Goodwitch." Ruby apologized.
"It wasn't your fault, Ms. Rose," Glynda responded then gave a huff and continued. "I just wish the headmaster gave me some help on the problem."
"I did," Ozpin responded. "The council was much worse then what you had to deal with." The professor then sighed, looking like he aged a few years just mentioning the council. Glynda honestly felt bad for anyone that has to deal with them; she forgets that Ozpin has dealt with them many more times than any one else, even the other headmasters combined.
Finally, her... blessed assets on her chest were also playing a big part of her backache. Add to her natural beauty, she knew she easily attracted attention from both men and woman while she strolled down the streets of Vale, causing necks to turn too fast, creating severe whiplash; which was why she rarely ventured into Vale. She already had enough from leering students. At least a student knew not to be so obvious; otherwise, they would suffer in combat classes. Civilians would gaze lustfully, and there was nothing she could do about it unless they acted upon their gazes. Being a Huntress as well as Deputy Headmistress meant she had to keep up standards, even if she wanted nothing more than to smite those perverts.
"I feel your pain, Ms. Goodwitch." Yang sympathizes. "I really do." Glynda gave a nod of thanks since Yang seemed to attract quite a lot of attention as well. Winter sympathized as well being just as blessed as them.
She had just finished her last task when the pain struck her back again. Aura was incredibly useful for healing wounds and blocking attacks, helping empower one's attack. But for all the miraculous wonders it brought, it did nothing against sore muscles. Years of Aura research went into why Aura, as mysterious and powerful it was, couldn't help the body recover from such pain. The theory became that as it was not serious, the body didn't recognize the need to use Aura to heal it. A person could flood their body with Aura, and it would relieve the pain for a bit until it stopped or ran out of Aura. Then it came back with a vengeance, a price for trying to ignore it. So the only reason a person did it now would be if they were to find themselves in a life-threatening situation.
"Sometimes I wish it could get rid of pain such as that," Blake commented; her ears were cramped as hell for wearing her bow for so long.
"Agreed," Winter added. "The beds at some of the bases out in Grimm territory are poor excuses." The older Schnee felt sore all over after the first time she slept in one of those sorry excuses for sleeping mats. No wonder most of the soldiers slept on the ground.
Not only that, but it was a bodily function that let the body know it was in pain and that the nerves were working. Otherwise, Huntsmen and Huntresses would be hitting the gym every day for heavy workout sessions, use Aura to repair the damage, and keep doing it to get stronger. The slight tearing of muscles and healing to create stronger muscles from exercising was a process that was done naturally, and the body recognized it as something natural, so Aura wouldn't heal it instantaneously. The same logic applied to poor sleeping posture and other sources.
Ruby moaned when she remembered one time when she was so stiff she couldn't even move her neck without it hurting.
As she put her hand on her back to relieve the pain and blamed Qrow and Ozpin for these pains in her mind, she looked up to see a little sign with a light on top of it.
Jaune's Massage Parlor
"The dunce owns a massage parlor?" Weiss asked, not believing it at all.
Yang surprisingly was the first to defend the knight. "Hey, don't doubt him on the massages, he's really good." She said and the blonde then closed her and hummed.
Curious, Pyrrha asked. "How good is he?"
Yang responded with. "I swear he's got magic hands." Her blissful grin never leaving her face.
Glynda narrowed her eyes at the sign and quickly looked around. She was sure she wasn't in the shadier parts of Vale, but rather in a more modest place where crime wasn't prevalent, though with all the recent Dust robberies, nowhere was crime free. She looked at the sign again and pondered about it. The sign lead to a two-story building that seemed respectable, but she suspected possible underground levels.
The reason for her suspicions? Massage parlors were sometimes another code word for underground brothels.
Ruby was confused and asked what Ms. Goodwitch meant by that. Quite a few looked around awkwardly.
The girl's sister worked up the nerve and whispered the answer to Ruby's ear. The Reaper looked shocked, her face a bright shade of red. A second later she shouted, "Jaune would never own a place like that!"
Ozpin quickly responded before Ruby could continue "I'm sure he wouldn't but for now, let's watch and see if you are correct."
Those places were quite well known in Mistral, and yet almost impossible to eliminate due to how many would use and support them, and some of those with power and influence used them to relax. In the major parts of the Kingdoms, Vale and Atlas outlawed these places, but it was a difficult task to enforce those laws. There were still some existing within Vale's shadier districts, but the police were overburdened with other tasks to even attempt to try to find them. They also usually hid themselves pretty well but managed to attract customers daily. Their source of income not only came from the customers but most likely the owners also had other businesses to help cover it. Ultimately, there were other less onerous tasks to care about than finding these houses of ill repute that may or may not exist. But Glynda had never seen one so brazenly held out in a decent part of Vale. It was her duty as a Huntress to put a halt to such a place! Whipping out her crop, she confidently strode into the parlor, opening the door and entering in, ready for anything. She ignored the closed sign, wanting to catch them all by surprise put them in jail before they could even attempt to do anything.
Ruby was giddy from the speech she heard but still didn't think any version of Jaune would own a brothel, he's way too nice in her naive opinion. Yang thought the same thing but took it with a grain of salt. Weiss simply huffed and watched. Blake was skeptical, she didn't know Jaune very well as the others but she knew the blond wasn't the type of guy to run such a place. NPR unofficially agreed that Jaune would rather date a beowolf then run a brothel.
Glynda blinked as she took in the sight she was met with. She found herself in a waiting room quite like a clinic's room where one waited to either see a physician or dentist. The wallpaper was a light teal color, something pleasant to the eyes and tasteful. On the walls were photos to help the patient to relax, along with a magazine cabinet filled with magazines of the latest trends, news, etc. There were even a few comics, such as Pearls before Swine and Calvin and Hobbes. In a corner was a vase of flowers on a table that added to the decor, along with a few rather comfortable chairs for waiting patients. And of course, in the front of the room was a window and a door next to it. All in all, it certainly wasn't something Glynda expected to see, but she kept her guard up. It could be just a front to trick the authorities from investigating further.
Winter studied the room with a critical eye and said. "Not a bad set-up: several things to help the people waiting to relax and to keep them entertained."
"Ohh! Renney! Can we please get some Calvin and Hobbes books? Please?" Nora begged. Ren agreed because it would be interesting to read and it'll keep Nora occupied, a win-win for him.
Suddenly, the door opened up in front of her, and a blond teenage boy walked out of the room, struggling to carry a rather large sign. He saw her and muttered, "Hmmm, I thought I put up the closed sign? Well hold on, let me finish this first."
Glynda blinked as she watched the boy struggle to carry the sign up to the wall next to the window before realizing he was trying to put it the sign on two nails and a mounting tape. She flicked her crop out and used her Semblance to lift the sign out of his hands and mounted it perfectly onto the wall.
"Thanks for the help!" grinned the boy.
"Pfft." Yang went. "Your semblance makes moving anything look easy." Glynda couldn't deny that.
Glynda was about to reply it was no problem when she remembered her original mission. But taking a look at the teenager, she couldn't help but feel that this wasn't what she originally thought it was. The boy's appearance screamed innocent, kind, socially awkward, and even clumsy from what she could observe.
'Keep it together, that's what they want you to think,' thought Glynda, shaking her thoughts of such things. Of course, they would employ somebody who looked innocent to man the front. It was the perfect way to push away the police and any prying eyes!
Everyone barring Glynda sweat dropped. The woman in question looked away in embarrassment because of her overzealousness.
"So, can I help you?" asked the blond boy.
"Ah, yes," coughed Glynda, "I'd like to speak to the manager of this place."
"You're looking at him. The name's Jaune Arc! Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue. Ladies l... I should stop there."
"That was terrible." Winter deadpanned. "And he didn't even finish."
Pyrrha clarified. "From what Jaune told me; he says his father had him memorize that for any 'potential girlfriends' as his dad put it." Pyrrha quoted with air marks.
"Wait, you're the owner?"
"Yes, is that a problem?"
Glynda blinked as she tried to process what she had heard. Jaune was so young! There was no possible way this boy would be in charge of a bordello! She glanced at the sign to see it listed types of massages, prices, and hours. Perhaps this boy really was just opening a massage parlor by the literal sense. Still, she had to make sure of it.
"Are you open?" asked Glynda before she winced once more, her back flaring up.
"Technically no, I just finished unpacking and preparing everything. The grand opening was supposed to be tomorrow," replied Jaune.
Glynda had the decency to blush a little as she remembered she had just barged in here when the sign on the door had said closed.
"Is your back affecting you?' asked Jaune, "I saw you wince a little. Do you need a massage?"
"Straight to the point, as usual," Ren noted. "He never likes to beat around the bush."
Glynda thought about it and glanced at the prices. The prices were reasonable, but she had her suspicions, still. Then again, there was nothing to lose in accepting the offer, as it would allow her to look further inside, and if there wasn't anything suspicious she could just leave. She glanced at her Scroll to see it was barely ten.
"I'll take the 30-minute basic massage, focused on the back and neck with the oil."
"Your other is going to be in heaven, I guarantee you," Yang said with certainty.
"We shall see," Glynda responded, still skeptical about his massaging skills.
Jaune led her to the changing room, told her to take a quick shower before coming out, and to wrap herself in a towel. As this happened, Glynda's eyes were darting everywhere, trying to spot anything remotely suspicious. She saw his certification as a masseur on the wall, but at first glance, it appears legitimate, but those could be faked. She would need to take a closer look, but it would pass, for now.
Glynda found herself in the changing room and placed her clothes on the complimentary hangar before she began to wrap the towel around her naked body.
Everyone covered their eyes when Glynda on screen began to undress except for the woman herself who blushed even when her other was just wrapped in a towel.
She quickly looked around the changing room but didn't see anything suspicious at all. Perhaps talking with Jaune would get him to loosen his tongue and let something slip.
Glynda had to admit, the shower was nice and clean and it felt good to rinse up after a long day. She exited the room, clothes in hand, to see Jaune already waiting. She smirked as she saw him blush a little before regaining a professional look and guided her into another room. During their walk, she had spied a few more rooms and stairs leading up to the second floor, but none leading down.
She let them know it was ok to look now after the shower.
"Go ahead and lie on the bed face down," said Jaune, gesturing as the massage bed, "And go ahead and put your clothes on the clothes rack.
Glynda glanced around, still finding nothing suspicious, thought tastefully designed. She hung her clothes before approaching the bed. It was a finely crafted massage bed with a hole for the head to put in, and not usually used but she decided it would be fine, she got on the bed and placed her head down into the hole. Her whole body was ready for anything, though, in case this was a trap.
"I think you are being too cautious here, Glynda," Ozpin said.
"Would you like some music before I start the session?" asked Jaune.
"I'm fine, thank you," replied Glynda, "I'd rather be able to talk to you while doing this."
Jaune nodded before warming up his hand, asking if there was any preference or if she was allergic to anything in the massage oil, as he had a generic scentless brand. Glynda replied with a no to both questions and prepared herself. Jaune unfolded her towel with professional care, placing another towel over her rear end and elevating her legs slightly with a push of a button on the massage table. Glynda was glad Jaune couldn't see her face as she blushed lightly once more, as this would be the first time she was practically naked in front of someone, a young boy no less!
Yang had a mischievous grin but before she could say anything, Glynda gave a glare that puts the Schnee glare to shame. "Don't. Even. Think about it." Was all she said. Yang actually shrunk in on herself and nodded.
"If you feel any discomfort, inform me immediately," said Jaune as he put some massage oil on his hands, "I will be starting now."
Glynda felt Jaune slowly spreading the oil on her back and neck, feeling the warmth spread all over her. This would be the perfect chance to interrogate him without arousing suspicion!
"Tell me, how old are you Jaune?"
"Seventeen."
"And you already have a license to do this? You're quite young to have one already."
"I got it early on in life. Having seven sisters, several of them Huntresses, who wanted massages from me helped me learn fast," chuckled Jaune, "My family always said I had magical hands."
"Seven sisters?" Winter questioned with disbelief.
"I still find that hard to believe," Blake commented.
"I see... I Ahhhh~"
Glynda didn't get to ask her next question as Jaune began pressing down with the palms of his hands.
"You have quite a bit of muscle knots and tension here," commented Jaune as he moved his hands in a circular motion.
Glynda didn't really hear it as she felt a brief amount of pain before the mind-numbing sensation of pleasure kicked in. She felt him kneading her back, relieving the tight spots that had been bothering her for a week. Still, she needed to press on.
"Do you (ahh~ that's good) work here alone? (Oh Oum that feels good.)"
"Yeah, it's just me. I live on the second floor."
Glynda was about to continue her questioning when Jaune started to use his thumbs and press in.
"Mmmmm~" moaned Glynda.
'I can always ask him more questions later,' though Glynda as her mind floated away.
Glynda was blushing because of the noises her other were making from the TV. Several others were blushing in various degrees as well. Yang smirked and said "What'd I tell you? The other you are in heaven right now." The teacher couldn't deny that.
"...tch."
"...od witch."
"Miss Goodwitch!"
Glynda snapped her eyes open when she heard her name and immediately lifted herself up.
Everyone covered their eyes, except for Ms. Goodwitch.
She looked around her before remembering where she was at, what she had been doing, and most importantly, what she wasn't wearing. She quickly grabbed her towel to cover herself, her face reddened, but the embarrassment lessened when she saw Jaune had the decency to wear blindfold before he woke her up.
"You may all look now," Glynda spoke up
"Sorry about that," Glynda apologized, glad to see Jaune was wearing a blindfold, "Why are you wearing a blindfold?"
"No worries," said Jaune with a thumbs up, "And the reason for this? Let's just say I've gotten enough experience to use this after I'm done massaging someone and then trying to wake them up. Just get dressed. I'll be waiting outside in the front office for you and give you the receipt there."
"Owiee." Ruby winced. Several others winced in sympathy as well for the pain Jaune likely went through.
He quickly left, but not before bumping into the wall for a second, allowing Glynda to disrobe in private and quickly put her regular clothes back on before exiting the room. As she quietly observed everywhere and even got a closer look at the certificate, but everything seemed to be in order; this really was just a massage parlor. She sighed as she took out her Scroll before almost jumping in surprise. She had received the massage at around ten, and it was already past midnight!
"I fell asleep too when he gave me a massage," Yang said. Glynda nodded and figured the calm atmosphere combined with the candles and massage would be enough to put anyone to sleep, especially when they were exhausted. Pyrrha wanted a massage from Jaune right now.
She noticed that something else about her body.
She...
Felt...
Wonderful!
There were no more aches and pains from all the cumbersome tasks! She quickly turned her back, stretching her muscles and feeling none of those sores that had restricted her earlier!
"He really does have magic hands," muttered Glynda, already typing in her scroll to remember this place. She suspected Professor Peach could also use a place like this to relax.
Yang smirked in victory, finally one-upping the strict teacher for once. Ozpin made a note offer Jaune a masseur job for him in case he needed the money; students often get sore muscles from training and coming back from longs and/or difficult missions.
Glynda reached the front office where Jaune was waiting when her stomach growled. She groaned as she remembered she hadn't eaten yet, and now it was so late that no restaurants besides the old shopkeeper's food would be open, and she didn't feel like eating noodles.
'Looks like its microwave dinner tonight,' Glynda sighed in her mind before a wonderful smell reached her nose.
"Here, I thought you might not have eaten, so I whipped up a little something for you," offered Jaune, "It's not much."
Not much? Glynda could barely hold her saliva at what she deemed heavenly food.
The less restrained students were salivating at the sight of Jaune's cooking. Blake, Weiss, and Pyrrha had to keep swallowing their saliva because of how good Jaune's cooking tastes. The three adults wondered if it tasted as good as it looked
Not to say that the cafeteria food was so horrible that it was inedible. It was just that the cooks there weren't passionate, and most of the food was sub-par. The bread was usually hard enough that it could be used as a weapon, for Oum's sake. All the ingredients they could have and the students ended up eating fast food or simple things that were difficult to mess up, like rice. It was sad to see more and more food go to waste.
"I swear the bread could be used as building materials and it wouldn't compromise the structure at all," Weiss said; the Schnee had half a mind to call her father and request better cooks for beacon.
"I had bruises from the food fight we had," Blake said. The Faunus was sore from some of the whacks she took. A part of her wondered if the food the chefs made were better weapons.
Winter sighed and said. "The food hasn't changed at all when I was in Beacon has it?"
"I'm afraid not, Winter. In fact, I think they've gotten worse." Ozpin answered.
Ozpin and the others had tried to petition the council for better cooks in the budget, but they refused, saying it wasn't needed. Glynda growled at that thought, as most of the people in the council were rather greedy people who liked to stuff their pockets. Giving the growing Huntsmen and Huntresses a proper diet was crucial, but as usual, they were ignored. The other alternative was to sacrifice the coffee budget, which none of the staff were willing to part with.
The two team's gaze shifted to the teacher and professors. Glynda answered them with a sigh, "Oobleck is never fully awake until he has a cup, Port is constantly yawning in the morning, Peach isn't a morning person either, and I need the energy when I get up."
Ozpin continued. "As for myself, let's just say I'm very grouchy when I get up and I need the energy as well when dealing with the council. The budget is stretched thin as it is."
The students worried what else might be deducted from the budget just to last the school year on top of the rising Dust prices.
"Can't we do a petition or a fund raiser?" Ruby asked.
Glynda waited for Ozpin to answer. He seemed to like the idea as a small smile appeared. "That might actually work Ms. Rose, we could use the fund raiser as an excuse for missions for the first years. The hard part would be coming up with ideas." Ruby smiled; glad that she could help. Yang patted her sister on the back. Nor started talking to Ren about ideas; some of them were actually pretty good despite how crazy they sounded.
Glynda wasn't as certain. "Are you sure of this, sir? The council might not like it."
Ozpin stared at her and said. "We need every Lien we can scrape up, Glynda." The old professor then smirked. "Besides, why should the council tell me how to run the school?" The blond teacher couldn't stop the smile from forming.
Glynda quickly took the plate, thanking Jaune for the food before digging in. Jaune had made a simple Shepherd's Pie, but as soon as she took a bite, her taste buds ascended to the heavens above.
Quite a few stomachs were grumbling at that; it wasn't hard to guess why as several plates of food appeared. They were disappointed that no matter how hard they tried, it didn't taste like Jaune's cooking.
She brought herself back down to Remnant before deciding this would be a great time to ask a few questions without arousing suspicion. Before she could ask, Jaune was already firing his question.
"So why were you looking all around my place? Did I do something wrong? Are you a Huntress?"
'So he did notice,' thought Glynda, 'He's sharper than he looks.'
'I just wish he'd notice me.' Pyrrha thought sadly. The main reason for her crush because Jaune was so likable to her and he was perfect in every way that mattered to her, except for his obliviousness.
"Yes, I am a Huntress." Glynda replied before asking "I was wondering why a young man like you opened his own shop in Vale? Where did you come from?"
"Well, I came out to Vale for... other reasons. When they failed...," Jaune stopped at this, taking a deep breath. Glynda saw his eyes water slightly, making her feel guilty.
"You don't have to say it," said Glynda quickly, "I'm sorry if I offended you."
"It's okay. I just prefer to avoid that topic."
No one said it but they all new Jaune meant he failed to get into Beacon.
"Understandable. I should be going anyways. The last Bullhead departs soon, and I don't want to miss it."
Jaune smiled before handing her the bill for the treatment. Glynda glanced at it, making sure that everything was correct. It came out to a total of 45 Lien, a reasonable price. Instead of paying that amount, she gave Jaune 100 Lien instead, refusing the change Jaune quickly grabbed out.
"It was rude of me to just barge in when you were closed, and not only that, you let me sleep in past the time and even fed me. I cannot pay you for just the massage," said Glynda firmly.
"I don't want to take advantage of someone if I can help it," Glynda said.
"Thank you," said Jaune after Glynda convinced him to keep the Lien, "Then perhaps as my first customer, you could... give me some advice on whatever I can improve on?"
Glynda pondered about it before deciding she could do that. She could confirm that the boy really was just an innocent soul that just wanted to help others.
"Sometimes I think he's too nice for his own good," Ren said. Pyrrha and Ruby agreed with Ren, Jaune always took time out of his day to help someone with anything.
"I have multiple rooms set up as I didn't want to finish and make the patient wake up when it's done. I don't know why, but every time I've finished massaging someone, especially my sisters, they end up falling asleep. So I was considering once I finish with a patient, I just move to the next one while letting the first patient get a good sleep for at least... half an hour? I let you sleep longer since it seemed like you really needed it."
"An hour would be better. And your idea is sound; just make sure you don't overbook yourself. You have an appointment system, correct?"
Jaune nodded before explaining that he already had someone help him set up with all the paperwork and other mind-boggling things, even creating a website for others to reserve online. Glynda made sure to take note of that website, already planning to reserve a 90-minute massage and planning to see if he had more options. They talked for a bit before Glynda really had to go, otherwise, she'd miss the Bullhead.
"Sounds like he has everything covered except for the name," Winter commented.
"One last advice," smiled Glynda, "Change the name of your place. The reason I thought this place was suspicious was that I thought it was a den of vice."
"A den of what?" asked Jaune, completely confused.
"A house of assignation. Cathouse. Bowdy house?"
"Still not ringing a bell."
Yang snorted because of some of the phrases Yang used when flirting with Jaune went right over his head; something that certainly caught her off guard the first time.
Glynda sighed before going for the more direct word, "A whore house."
Jaune turned crimson at this before begging Glynda to why she thought of that.
"You have your sign as Jaune's Massage Parlor. Massage Parlor used to be a keyword for those type of places."
"I didn't know! No wonder people were giving me weird looks! I thought my sign just literally meant a place for massages!"
"That would've been embarrassing," Blake mumbled while Weiss just said. "What a dork." Yang was glad that was cleared up before her other found the place and decided to deliver her version justice.
Glynda chuckled before volunteering to help Jaune take down the sign. Luckily, Jaune had yet to have his windows painted with words, so the damage wasn't too bad.
"Thanks for being my first customer," said Jaune as he began to close up the shop.
"I'll be sure to spread the word about your workplace. I enjoyed the massage, and I'll definitely come back here when I need another one," said Glynda as she said her goodbyes and left.
"You were out quite late."
Glynda turned around to see Ozpin walking towards her with his trusty cane. Glynda had arrived at Beacon and had been heading towards her room when Ozpin called to her.
"Did something happen in Vale again? I didn't see or hear any reports of any crime that would cause you to be this late."
"No, I decided to get a massage to get rid of the kinks in my backs. Ones that I can blame you for it" glared Glynda.
"Again; I apologize Glynda," Ozpin said to his assistant. Glynda nodded in thanks.
"Ah. Still a bit angry about me enrolling Miss Rose?"
"You enrolled her the day before initiation! I had to grab the paperwork and permission slips for you while dealing with Qrow on the Scroll and in person!" huffed Glynda angrily.
"And I apologize, but I thought it was necessary. Especially if what I suspect is true, our enemies have seen the silver eyed girl. Best to have her enrolled here where she can be safe. Not to mention she's certainly qualified for it."
The student looked at Ozpin with suspicion and worry in some cases. He answered with "Remember that Legends have some truth to them." The students didn't push as it looked like Ozpin wasn't going to give.
Glynda sighed before deciding to let it go for now. She still wouldn't forget about this, though. And she had to admit, Ruby Rose certainly was skilled from what she saw on initiation. Enough to become the leader, even though she was a whole two years younger than her classmates. Though she suspected Ozpin made Ruby leader because he couldn't resist the pun when the team name came out to be RWBY. Though she doubted it was the primary reason for such a thing. Most likely 40% the reason why, though.
"I need some kind of entertainment theses days and Ms. Rose seemed like the best option out of the four of you," Ozpin answered before looks were sent his way again.
"How was your massage?" asked Ozpin, trying to change the subject now. He didn't want to be in the dog house, so to speak. He and other staff had annoyed Glynda enough that she actually constructed one and forced them in there to live for about a week.
Glynda blushed slightly and coughed to clear her throat, "It was excellent. I think I'll be able to sleep easily tonight with no pain."
"He's that good? Perhaps the rest of the staff should give him a try. Port's been saying his right arm hasn't been feeling right lately, Oobleck looks like he could use some time off to relax, and Peach has been saying her leg muscles keeps cramping too much. What's the place called, who's the owner?"
"It doesn't have a name yet, as the owner had to change it after I pointed out an error. And the owner/masseur is Jaune Arc. A young boy who I can't imagine managed to open a business alone. I do hope he didn't get a loan from one of those shady dealers."
As much as Glynda wanted to agree, she felt like she was wrong.
"Hmm Jaune Arc, you say?" asked Ozpin with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, why?"
"Oh, nothing. Just curious."
Glynda stared at Ozpin before dismissing it, saying she would be heading to bed. Though it didn't leave her mind that Ozpin knew something about Jaune. She decided to find out later. Right now, sleeping without any pains called to her.
"Best sleep ever," Yang said, that dreamy look on her face again.
Jaune Arc released a breath of relief. His first customer had gone well, and he hadn't even officially opened! Though granted, he'd have to change the name of the place. No wonder his web designer had put off writing the official name on the website. He sighed as he looked at the certificate he had posted on the wall. While it was true that was good at massages and even got a certification back at his home village, it was only valid at his home. He knew the more advanced massaging techniques thanks to countless hours of research on massaging techniques just to improve on it so he could help his sisters. Unfortunately, because of this, he had no time to train himself, and his parents were too busy to train him. It wasn't that they didn't love him, but raising 8 children was certainly a hassle. Not to mention, household chores were usually given to him to do as he excelled in it. Heck, he was even the accountant for the family for the while until they finally learned to balance their own budget.
"He's practically been taking care of the whole family by himself!" Weiss said in shock. The others were surprised at hoe much work the poor boy had to do in his younger years.
After Jaune had arrived in Vale just to find out he wasn't going to be able to fulfill his wish to become a Huntsman, he didn't want to go back home. The letter of rejection was still in his apartment, unable to get past his guilt. His parents didn't believe he could make it out here and told him they would always welcome him back home.
"Ouch," Blake said in a sad tone. Your own parents doubting was on of the most painful things to a person.
That was a heartbreaker for Jaune, so instead, he opened this shop. Then, he contacted the man who told him that the forged transcripts would surely get him into the school and had him forge a certificate for becoming a masseur. Trying to get one officially recognized in the kingdom would force him to take a few classes for several months, something he didn't have time or money for. Seeing as how the man failed his first forgery, he agreed to make this one without charging any Lien. He was also the one that was helping him design the web page.
"WHAT?!" Several people shouted, not including Pyrrha and Ozpin.
Weiss continued in anger. "I knew he didn't belong in Beacon! He had no training at all!" Ruby was doing her best to calm the heiress down.
"Did you know about this, Ozpin?" Glynda asked heatedly. She could understand the boy wanted to help people but rules were rules.
Ozpin took a deep breath and said. "I did, but before you ask why let me explain why I let him stay." Everyone calmed down enough to listen. "To be honest, I actually didn't know his transcript was fake until Jaune told me the day after the trip to Forever Fall." Glynda was shocked, Ozpin could tell if a person was lying or not by the smallest detail and if a paper was false as well. "He swore to me he forged the papers himself, and I know an Arc never goes back on his word. Also remember the strategy test the students took?" The students nodded, wondering where he was going with this. "On team RWBY, Ms. Schnee had the highest score with a 98 while Ms. Rose was very close with a 95." Weiss puffed up in pride while Ruby just smiled. Winter sent a smile to her sister. "Mr. Arc was the first student in Beacon's history to get a perfect score on the test, including the bonus questions." Both Schnee's jaws dropped at that. Yang whistled in surprise, Ren and Pyrrha's eyes widened mainly because Jaune didn't study for the test. Nora was confused on what the score meant. Glynda remembered seeing that and had to check the answer book twice to see if she was seeing that wrong. Ozpin continued "He even stated that the test wasn't that hard for him." The headmaster chuckled lightly "To let talent like his slip by me would be such a waste. Beside, he's is willing to work as hard as possible for his dream. That's why I let him stay."
"Well, no wonder he creams us at Rement: the board game," Yang spoke up. "By the time he makes his second move; he's come up with a plan to beat all of us." Quite a few groaned at how easily Jaune beats them at any kind of strategy game; Nora never thought she'd Ren so mad while playing videogames.
After that, he managed to get a loan from a guy with a beard and a red tie, with a lot of men wearing the same style black suit. He knew it would've been hard to even get the loan from a regular bank, though he wasn't sure why this man was so willing to do so. All he knew was his forger put in a good word for him.
Speaking of the forger...
Jaune felt his Scroll vibrate before picking it up to see he was calling him.
"Blondie! How goes your business? Have you thought of another name for the shop? Please tell me you did."
"That's Roman Torchwick!" Ruby said with surprise. Blake's eyes narrowed at the sound of his name. Yang was impressed that Jaune had connections to the biggest criminal in Vale. Pyrrha worried if Jaune was involved in any illegal activities. Winter wanted to question the boy when they get home. Weiss scoffed that Jaune personally knows the man.
"Yes, Roman, I'm changing the name. Why didn't you tell me that a massage parlor was another word for a bordello!?"
"I thought you knew! And I thought you were actually going to bring high-class ladies instead of being an actual masseur! Would have been a great cover, especially with your innocent look! I would've hooked you up with some ladies, and for those who want it, Faunus girls!"
Ruby blushed at hearing what Roman was implying. Yang tried to cover her sister's ears but the damage was done. Blake growled because of how the man belittles Faunus. Pyrrha blushed as well but knew Jaune wasn't that type of guy, But if he is, I wonder what type of Faunus he likes. Pyrrha shook her head to clear it up. No more Ninja's of Love before bed. Ren groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"If I knew, I wouldn't have even thought of that name!"
"Alright, alright, sheesh, calm down. Anyways, I've got you a full booking for tomorrow!"
"How? I'm just opening!"
"Junior, the guy you took the loan from, has some people that are in need of your talent. He also needs one himself, apparently. Something about a blonde female wrecking his bar a few days ago."
Yang scrunched in on herself and blushed but thankfully no one noticed.
"Really? Oh crap, I'm panicking! What if I'm not good enough? What if he decides to call my loan back because of that! I... I! I can't breathe!"
"BLONDIE! Calm down, boy! From what I've seen the way you gave Neo her massage to show your skills, I'd say you'll be fine. It was from that performance that I was willing to make that certificate for you! I even got your name inside the national masseur index, so everything seems legit!"
"I thought you did it because your first one where you said it was a guarantee into Beacon failed?"
"...Must you remind me of that? I told you, I'm sorry! I don't know how or why it even got rejected! I've done it to a couple students before!"
Ozpin made a mental note to do a background check on all of his students.
"Yeah, sorry for bringing it up. Actually, I just had my first customer, though she thought this place was a whorehouse and wanted to shut it down. I think she was a Huntress, from the way she kept examining everything."
"Geez, not even opening and you're already getting in trouble," chuckled Roman, "Did she do anything?"
"Luckily, no. She gave me some good advice, though, and promised to spread word of my place."
So, what's the official name of your place going to be? I'm just one click away from creating your website."
"Hmmmmmm... I got it! I'm going to call it-" Just before the screen cut out.
"Aw!" Yang groaned. "Not again!"
"I wanna know the name!" Ruby whined; Nora wanted to know as well. Glynda was glad it was over as that had been embarrassing for her. Pyrrha Wanted to ask Jaune for a massage.
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