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Jaune yawned as he sat in the front desk, waiting for the next customer. So far, there had only been a few today as some of them either canceled or didn't show up.
"Guess I can use this time to read," muttered Jaune as he flipped the next page of his textbook that he was studying out of.
He then heard the door chime open and looked up to see a female in her early twenties entering the room, wearing semi-formal clothing.
"Hi, I heard that this place was hiring?" asked the lady, "I was hoping to get a full-time job here. I have my resume with me to drop off if needed."
"Yes, of course!" exclaimed Jaune, "Come in. Right now, I don't have any appointments, so if you want, we can have the interview right now."
"That would be great," smiled the lady, "My name is Clementine."
After interviewing Clementine for an hour and letting her know the result later, Jaune looked over her resume. He saw that she graduated from a nearby high school, but dropped out of college. She held a few odd jobs here and there and had a few references. Jaune would call those later, but first, he had to have her fill out a form to do a background check. He noticed some tattoos coming from her wrist despite her efforts to hide them, but he didn't mind if they weren't offensive or could be hidden.
Overall, he was thinking of hiring Clementine. He needed a front desk personal, and as long as she was polite and respectful, it would be fine.
The door opened once more, and this time, the person who walked in this time surprised Jaune.
It was Weiss Schnee.
Weiss had been standing outside Elysium Oasis for a good while, debating on what to do. After contemplating what she had said to Jaune, she admitted she had come off a bit too blunt, even if it was the truth. She was a Schnee, and Schnee's didn't bluntly slap the truth in someone's face. No, she should have handled it more tactfully and diplomatically. Not to mention, he did save her from being hit by a jar of red sap, even if she had been the unintended target.
Weiss wanted to apologize for her harsh words but had trouble even thinking about how to apologize. Again, she was a Schnee, and a Schnee rarely, if not never, apologizes. The only exception was to their loving butler, Klein.
"Come on, Weiss, you can do this," muttered Weiss to herself before steeling her nerves and finally opening the door.
"Hi, welcome to Eley... Oh, hey Weiss," greeted Jaune in surprise.
"Jaune," Weiss replied back.
The silence between them seemed to last forever after the greetings until...
"So, er, did you have an appointment? I don't see your name on the list." said Jaune, peeking into the screen, "Or did you want to make one? Because I can-"
"Stop," said Weiss, taking a deep breath as Jaune stopped what he was doing, "I came here to admit something. What I said back on Tuesday during the trip, though it was true, I should not have been so blunt about it. I should have maneuvered more tactfully in that regards. And for that, I am so... I am soww..."
Weiss cursed herself at this moment. How hard was it to apologize!? It was only a simple word! She had done it to Ruby already before after Professor Port talked some sense into her after the whole leadership fiasco... though now she thought about it, she had never really said the words 'sorry'.
"I'm soww... soaawww... Dammit, I'm sorry!"
Weiss ended up shouting her apology, causing Jaune to squeak a little. Weiss took a deep breath and tried once more.
"Listen, I wanted to say I'm sorry," stated Weiss once more, this time in a more controlled and softer tone, "I shouldn't have been so callous. I shouldn't be the one stomping over your dreams, even if they do seem a little ridiculous... dammit I did it again. What I mean is I shouldn't have dismissed your dreams so easily."
"Apology accepted," smiled Jaune, "I'll admit, I was unprepared to be a Huntsman in training. I underestimated just how much it took to be one. But it's not going to stop me from trying to be one."
"Well, you certainly have a heart of one," Weiss smiled softly, " You saved me from being hit by a jar of red sap even though you didn't have to, nor did you have a reason to after my words."
"Well, I couldn't do nothing," chuckled Jaune, "It would be rude and unjust to do so."
The two of them chatted for a little more before Weiss checked her Scroll.
"Well, I should get going. Can't hold up your business now," said Weiss.
"You sure you don't want a simple massage?" asked Jaune, "I've got a small opening still."
"It's fine," waved Weiss, though taking a look at the menu, "I already had one a week ago."
"How about a Vacuoan Head Massage then?" suggested Jaune.
"Head massage?" questioned Weiss, looking at Jaune, "That's not on the list."
"It's not something that's offered much in Vale," shrugged Jaune, "I didn't put it on because it's not that popular. Fastest one will take fifteen minutes at most, and you don't need to take a shower or anything. Just sit down and let your hair down. With oil and a more detailed massage, it'll take longer."
"And the benefits of it?" asked Weiss.
"Well there are several," explained Jaune, "Helps prevent or gets rid of migraines, headaches, and back pain. Promotes hair growth, though judging from your hair you don't really need that. Detoxifies body by stimulating lymphatic drainage. Relieves sleepiness and restlessness, and also anxiety. Renews energy levels. And the last one is supposedly boosts memory capacity."
Weiss hummed for a bit, "Hmmm alright, I suppose I could use a head massage."
Weiss was more or less politely accepting the massage as a show of thanks, and to help his business. That, and she did have a headache dealing with her mischievous but well-meaning teammates. Not to mention things at home were starting to get more hectic.
Jaune led Weiss into one of the rooms, but instead of sitting on the beds, he guided Weiss to a chair he had pulled out. Jaune then went to fetch a plastic spray bottle and filled it with water while Weiss undid her hair, taking out small tiara that kept her hair up to the side.
When Jaune returned, he stopped to blink in shock at the sight of Weiss with her hair down.
'Whoa, she looks a lot different with her hair down,' thought Jaune before shaking it off.
"Alright, here goes," warned Jaune as he began to liberally spray water over Weiss's head.
Weiss felt the warm water settle in all over her hair before Jaune rubbed his hands together to warm them up.
'At least he's polite not to use cold hands,' thought Weiss before Jaune began gently massaging her scalp. All other thoughts flew out the window when Jaune began the massage as Weiss quickly relaxed into those warm hands. Weiss felt those hands pamper her scalp, neck, and even shoulders. A thought went by why a head massage would involve the shoulders, but she didn't care. A knot she didn't even know existed began to unravel as Jaune proceeded with his treatment. She felt Jaune lightly tapping against her skull with both hands clasped together in a prayer position, and felt each tap washing away the stress.
Then a bell went off, shaking Weiss back into reality as she had been ready to drift off.
"And done," announced Jaune as he made a few more taps before turning off the timer, "Feeling better now?"
Weiss blinked as she stood up to stretch, noticing her head feeling much lighter now in a good way.
"That was excellent," admitted Weiss, "I've never really had a head massage done before. How do you know about it?"
"Comes with having seven sisters," replied Jaune with a small laugh, "Two of them are really prideful about their hair, and so looked up ways to promote hair growth for luscious locks. This massage came up in one of the results, and so they had me learn how to do it. I haven't put it up on the menu as a choice, but if the business gets better that I can afford the special oil for the head massage, I might put it up. My business adviser is suggesting that I replace the magnetic price board with an electronic projection of the prices so I can make any edits needed easier."
"That would be helpful in the long run," hummed Weiss, "But I'd say keep the price board in case the projection suffers a malfunction. That way you have a back up."
Weiss quickly her tiara back on and tied her hair back to its usual style, the bun on the right side of her head. Weiss quickly paid for her massage, which came out to be only 15 Lien. As she was about to leave, Jaune had one burning question he wanted to ask.
"Hey, Weiss? Why do you tie your hair up to the side instead of the back?" asked Jaune.
Weiss gave a small smirk as she opened the door, "Just a sign of something in my life. It's my secret to know only, but I might let you know somewhere in the future if you continue giving good massages like this."
And just like that, Weiss left to head back to Beacon. Jaune could only chuckle as he shuffled through some paperwork. Minutes later, Ren had arrived, apologizing for his late arrival. He had been held back by Nora to help her with some of her schoolwork, setting her straight before leaving for the job.
A few more customers came in, and soon enough, it was closing time. As Jaune and Ren were cleaning up for the night, Jaune's Scroll started to ring to notify him of an incoming call. Taking a look to see Roman's number on it, he quickly excused himself back upstairs while Ren finished up below.
"Hello," greeted Jaune as soon as he reached his bed.
"Hey there blondie!" greeted Roman, causing Jaune to roll his eyes in annoyance.
"When will you just call me by my name?" groused Jaune.
"When I feel like it Jauney boy," grinned Roman before changing the topic, "I heard you interviewed someone today."
"Yea, a girl named Clementine," nodded Jaune, "I'm having a background check on her, but I'll most likely hire her. It'll take a few days to get the report back, though."
"I can do you one better. She's clean as... well not as a whistle, but she hasn't done anything serious. A few infractions, but who doesn't have that on their records nowadays?" stated Roman.
"And how would you know so fast?" asked Jaune curiously.
"Part of my job to know," shot Roman, "She won't do anything stupid, that's for sure. Anyways, what's this about a quote from the famous Pyrrha Nikos?"
"Oh yea, she gave me permission to use a quote from her," replied Jaune, "I think it's going to be going on tonight."
"Oooh, let me see," said Roman, pulling up a computer and quickly accessing the website with admin privilege, "Hmmm... a favorite place to visit... best massage..., Damn you hit the jackpot with this! Let me update the ads to show that phrase. You're going to be busy soon boy. I'd suggest you hire that girl tonight and set up your employee schedule. It wouldn't hurt to hire one more person."
"If I had the funds, I might," sighed Jaune, "Right now, I only have the funds for hiring one extra. I can't risk hiring another person and banking that I'll get more business, even if it is going well."
"Well you have that quote, which I guarantee you it's going to rake in customers," advised Roman, "A lot of kids who want to be a Huntsmen or Huntress look up to her. With that quote, expect a bunch of teenagers pouring into your store. Now that I think of it, they'll probably have their parents, guardians, or whatever accompanying them, since they're below 18 and/or aren't attending Beacon."
A common rule that most people forgot that once accepted into Beacon, students were viewed as adults due to their job hazard. They had all the perks of an adult, like being allowed to drink and smoke, though it was strictly regulated. Generally, the students entered into the school at the age of 17, but there were a few exceptions, like Ruby for instance.
"And if the parents bring the kids, they might decide to make an appointment too," continued Roman, "Not only that, but the Vytal Festival is approaching. That means a lot of people are heading towards Vale, including all those incoming students from the other Academies. They'll hear about this place, and soon also book appointments too! I would actually suggest you open your alternate Thursday slot again soon. I'd say hire another masseuse or masseur, but I'm the guy that prefers quality over quantity. I doubt you'll be able to find someone who's as good as you are."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," chuckled Jaune.
There was a bit of silence in between them, and Jaune was about to hang up when Roman piped up with a weird question, in his opinion.
"Jaune... What are you planning to do during the Vytal Festival Tournament?"
"Hmmm? Not sure," shrugged Jaune, "I'd like to go see the tournament with my own eyes, but I still have this clinic to run. Not sure if I'll keep it open during the tournament, though. Might just head to the festival to enjoy the carnival."
"Right... Listen kid, if there's ever any trouble... you find me, Neo, or Junior, alright? Preferably me or Neo, but Junior can handle himself as well. And if you somehow can't do that... head over to this location that I'm about to send you. Don't let anyone else know about it, alright? It's a secret shelter that I built for myself and Neo in case of emergencies." whispered Roman.
"If it's for you two only, then why give me the location?" asked Jaune in confusion.
"Just don't ask, alright," breathed out Roman, "You could say I still feel responsible for the botched transcripts. It's a matter of pride, you see."
"Speaking of transcripts, what do you do for your job anyway?" asked Jaune, "You said something about cleaning and yet your so well-connected."
"Yea, it's cleaning," coughed Roman, "Also got data entry stuff related to the government stuff and we also make sure Dust and things are all up to standard. All very boring. But it does help me out. Anyways, got to go! Neo's signaling me saying we need to head over to our next job."
Not noticing the swift switch in subjects, Jaune waved goodbye before heading downstairs to help Ren finish up cleaning.
"Whew, good thing he's dense sometimes," sighed Roman as he turned off his Scroll, "Well then, let's get to making sure these Dust are up to regulations!"
The next morning on the news would be about another Dust store that had been broken into.
Jaune woke up around 7:30 in the morning, slowly stretching his muscles to wake them up and increase blood flow around his body. He whistled as he began to make breakfast for himself and Ren before checking OfficeMate and his website for appointments. OfficeMate showed that he had a slightly busy schedule today, nothing new. However, when he checked the website for online appointments, he almost dropped the skillet he was using.
Jaune had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. He gently placed his scroll down, opting to finish making breakfast first. Perhaps he was hungry and was seeing things.
Ren came up just in time to see Jaune putting some scrambled eggs on a plate with some toast, and noticed the far off stare on Jaune's face.
"Jaune? Are you alright?" asked Ren curiously.
"Yea, just... fine," said Jaune in a tone that did not fool Ren in any way, "Did you know how famous Pyrrha was?"
"I am aware, yes," nodded Ren, unsure where Jaune was heading with this question.
Jaune merely opened his Scroll to the online appointment request and passed it to Ren, who was nibbling on a toast. He almost dropped it when he saw the flood of requests for appointments.
"Wow... I clearly overestimated just how popular she was," blinked Ren.
"Yea, I'm thinking of calling the new hire in to help out now," nodded Jaune, "If you can, start scheduling the appointments by order of request when you're done with breakfast."
Ren completely agreed with him, opting to eat a little faster while Jaune called Clementine to let her know she got the job, and if she was available to work as soon as possible. Luckily, Clementine agreed eagerly.
"Hey sis?"
"Yea sis?"
"Is it me, or does Jaune's place seem... crowded?"
Melanie and Miltia were standing near Elysium Oasis, getting ready to head in for their appointment. The key reason why they were standing near and not going inside was that a crowd had somewhat formed outside the clinic. Most were trying to get in while a few were snapping photos of the shop outside.
"Something must have happened," theorized Melanie.
"Maybe the paparazzi found out that a famous star comes here?" sighed Miltia, "Come on, I want to be pampered, and I'm not going to wait."
Melanie nodded in agreement as the two of them pushed through the crowd.
"Hey!"
"We were here first!"
"Wait your turn!"
The twins ignored them all, shoving their way through before finally entering the building itself. There, they saw Ren rapidly dealing with the influx of customers asking for appointments. Both of them noticed that the majority both inside and outside were all young people, ranging from 14 to 25. The others seemed to be adults who either took them here or were interested in the massage itself.
"You sure you don't have any room today?" asked one of the patients, "Maybe someone is late or canceled?"
"I've said it before, we're completely booked today," replied Ren, getting tired of saying the same response. He was seriously contemplating on recording this phrase so he could just let it play whenever someone asked him the same question over and over again.
"If you want, I can book you an appointment for the next available time," continued Ren, "Or if you want, make one online or call us once you find when you have time."
The customer pouted before saying that he would book it online later and left. Melanie and Miltia managed to snag two Scroll tablets before signing in to show they were here.
"Ah, the 2 to 5 appointments," smiled Ren, "Returning customers, huh? Just go ahead and go in. Do you know where the showers are?"
"Yea, we know," replied Melanie, "Geez you guys are busy now."
"It all pretty much exploded," acknowledged Ren, "Jaune's finishing up one, and should be with you shortly."
The twins entered through to see Clementine frantically dealing with all the online appointments as well as the incoming calls.
"Geez, I hope he doesn't get burned out from all this," frowned Miltia worriedly.
"If he does, we'll just have to cheer him back up!" declared Melanie with a giggle, "A night in the club should do it."
A few minutes later, the twins were already sitting in the room with two beds, waiting for Jaune. Seconds later, Jaune came in, looking refreshed already.
"Sorry for the wait, I had to splash some water on my face," smiled Jaune, "Two Aura massages, coming right up!"
"Mmm, can't wait to see how this feels," grinned both twins as Melanie pulled out their special oil from... somewhere. Jaune had no idea how she pulled it out between her chest.
They soon found out that with Aura, it enhanced the whole experience. Melanie and Miltia had limited telepathic connection with each other, so when Jaune started on Miltia first this time, Melanie has been prepared to experience what Miltia was going through via telepathic connection.
What she didn't expect was when Jaune poured in the Aura, it amplified that connection twofold. Already Melanie could feel some knots unwinding as Jaune was kneading Miltia's back. She bit back a moan as Miltia sighed in relaxation. It just wasn't fair, to be teased and massaged without actually being massaged! She couldn't wait until it was her turn!
By the time Jaune was finished with Miltia, she had conked out already, with Melanie barely stopping herself from joining her sister. There was no way she was missing her time! It didn't take long for her to join her sister in dreamland.
As Jaune finished the two girls, he rubbed his hands together while stretching his fingers. Using Aura for a massage for 3 hours straight had slightly cramped his fingers. He wasn't sure if it was because he was pouring too much Aura into it or if it was something else.
"Better postpone putting Aura massage on the menu or put it as a limited offer until I get used to this," muttered Jaune as he washed his hands and headed towards the next room, where another customer was already waiting. He first knocked to notify the customer he was here and ready to come in, and heard the customer acknowledge his presence.
As soon as Jaune entered, he wished he hadn't. For the customer, who was an elderly male, was butt naked without a towel to cover everything waist and below. Jaune wasn't one to judge, but he desperately wished he didn't have to see that scene. There was just so many wrinkles down there.
Whew. Hope you've enjoyed this chapter. What will happen next muahaha!
And Weiss gets her massage! Yaaa!
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