Salem diligently went around the classroom, connecting Aura bonds and strengthening them along the way while Jaune kept his handsome riajuu act with a smile and nearly closed eyes.

Eversince the wipe, she managed to take a basic character mold - the personification of a golden boy - handsome, blond, kind, confident and sociable for Jaune to act out.

So far, he adapted to it like second nature.

Thank god her novels helped in that front.

She had never actually met someone like that before, but - she knew most young girls would love that type of prince charming.

Thus, easy 'bitch' factory.

She kept an eyes out for exceptional ones though - those that have unlocked their semblances or possess unique aura traits she could identify.

Imagine the possibilities of Jaune's aura gaining their properties and integrating it into his own. Effectively making him possess varieties and a plethora or semblances to mix and utilize.

Take the blonde bimbo that lives together with them for example - she already has her aura unlocked and semblance fully fleshed.

Thus, the proof of her conjectures.

The slight tinge of yellow that mixed in with Jaune's gold white practically made her day when it happened.

She even gave him a long, passionate kiss to celebrate.

Pity it was with a big titted sow.

Maybe she could take his attention away from that...

'Jaune,would you like to have sex with me?'

Jaune froze for a second in response, excusing himself to go to the restroom, while picking her up along the way.

The journey was quiet. Almost awkward she would say.

But why? It was only natural - she had been with him since his birth.

Something like sex would solidify their relationship.

Opening a stall and sitting, Jaune asked the question that burned in his thoughts.

"How would that even work? You're tiny - the size of my fist!" he leaned, closing his eyes with a sigh, "What brought this up so suddenly?"

'Oh, I thought you needed some sexual pleasure. Who else than with my vast experience. Besides,' she shrugged, 'I have my ways.'

Ways that involved her hand and his holes.

He shuddered instinctively.

"Look, maybe we should revisit this question when you grow...maybe a few more sizes?"

She could see his concerns. It was acceptable.

'I understand.' she agreed, 'Just, know that sex is always on the table.'

Jaune picked her up and set her on top of his shoulder, as always.

"I know."

"..."

'...'

'It involves my hands and-'

"No." he stated, "Just, no."


Jaune sighed deep inside.

The classes at Signal already taking its toll on his frail mind.

Trying to woo the Milf teachers and not seeing any progress, plus they were a majority of the teaching staff so his previous thought that it was going to be easy was..misguided.

Trying to appease the growing bonds of crushes that formed towards him from the girls and their mysterious ways that continued to elude him.

Also building his wall of 'buddies' consisting of every guy he could rope into his growing cliche to protect himself from the over eager girl's approaches.

It was challenging.

To say the least, thus - he would not go into the details of it.

Urgh, how troublesome. The current tasks being juggled daily. And it was just the first week of Signal.

Thank god Yang only wanted to have fun and teasing him constantly for his growing misfortune.

While Ruby, the younger sister was only interested in cookies and guns. So he would stay away from those things unless necessary.

Ugh.

His life - beginning from the first moment he met Salem inside a bathroom, along with some trashy novels he instantly disliked for an unlogical reason.

He wanted to burn them for some reason, odd.

When she forced him to get into the role of a prince charming, he was forced to read a lot of long paragraphs of flowery words and with too much detail to pretty much everything.

Ugh.

He also had to be as nice as possible, even when dealing with the idiots that infuriated him deep inside.

Like Sky.

Ugh.

He had so much to do! , so much tasks and responsibilities that heaped upon him.

To become a god to save Remnant from the evil beings that would surely descend and decimate everything due to their fickle whims!

And it was frustrating.

His progress in aura skills basically amounted to extending the AOE to the size of a small room that he could weakly emulate telekinesis.

He couldn't do the advanced levels Salem wanted him to. Not yet.

He was failing.

The goal seemed so far away...

Then, suddenly - one of his 'friends' walked up to him and said.

"Hey Jaune, I think I poo pooed my pants...could you send me home?" he hesitated, "Please?"

Why do you do this to me? Sky you son of a bufoon! Why?!

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you get home safely."

He wanted to puke. The smell just arrived.

Why? Salem? Why do this things happen to me????


Yang enjoyed her first week in Signal.

Seeing uncle Qrow drunkenly stumble on the stage during the assembly.

Rubes making friends with her classmates.

Tai beating some guys a few lessons in close combat.

And then, there was Jaune.

Sweet, sweet Jaune.

Poor guy.

From his explanation - the more friends he has, the stronger he would be. The closer they were - the better.

A nifty semblance.

She just didn't expect him to go around the entire school - from the upper grades to their teachers and tried to befriend everyone he met.

And she followed along to support him with her puns and great sense of humor.

For example.

"Need a hand? Or maybe...a Yand?"

He groaned in response.

Heh, classic.

By the end of the week - she could visibly see him sagging in relief by the time they arrived home with tears forming at the edges of his eyes.

Heh, poor guy.

She tried to keep up (she really did!) and joined him in his quest.

It was hell - for him though. She was just fine.

She even managed to last two days before finding her own friends and sitting with them instead, apologizing along the way.

Jaune still gave her the stink eye every now and then.

And the amount of girls asking her if he was single or every small detail about his everday life.

It was staggering, to say the least.

Of course she helped his admirers here and there - for the cost of a few favors and sometimes Lien.

Was it right to do this?

It was good buisness right there - how could she not!

A bunny faunus named Maroon asked about some photos of him.

She offered a lot of lien for it.

"Hey Jaune, can I take a picture of you naked? Oh, and with some cosplay too!"


I am worried about fonts for some reason. Should Salem's dialogue be in italics or bold.Let me know! and Hope you guys enjoy this.