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Jaune woke up to his Scroll ringing next to his bed. Slowly opening his eyes with an accompanying creaking noise that was all in his head, he picked up the Scroll, noting just what time it was.
"Roman, why did you call me so early?" yawned Jaune as he answered the Scroll, "It's six in the morning."
"Sorry kid yet not so sorry," shrugged Roman, "This is one of the only times I have free thanks to my job. I read the contract. Kid, you hit big with this one!"
"Really?" asked Jaune as he pushed himself up, heading towards his kitchen. If he was awake, then he might as well do something.
"Yea, made a few alterations on the contract they gave you, but all in all, it's a good deal for you," nodded Roman, "I'm sending you the file as well as some cliff notes on the changes. My suggestion? Push for the revised contract and sign it."
"You really think I should go for it?" asked Jaune.
"Yea, why not? You get at least two months' worth of supplies covered, and with my addition, they're forced to comply with the brand of your choice, not theirs," replied Roman.
"Well, I was kind of thinking about my new Aura massage technique. Isn't that something I want to keep, you know, something unique? What if they try to steal this off?" questioned Jaune.
"Jauney, Jauney boy, that technique is very special, yes. I love it, and most likely Neo will be wanting that soon, by the way. But as you've said and tested, it only works with people with active Aura. Meaning the targeted audience for that, your niche is only Huntsmen/Huntresses and a few other random people with active Aura. And that is a small niche. Even in the military, a lot of the soldiers don't have an active Aura. And, to be honest, Huntsmen/Huntresses aren't very known to be wealthy. Sure they get enough to get a house and start a family and stuff, but that's about it."
'Not to mention most don't live past a certain age,' thought Roman to himself, but decided not to voice that thought.
"Couldn't they hire someone with Aura and try to learn from my technique?" asked Jaune.
"Good luck with that. Your Aura reserves are huge, big to the fact that it's like finding a needle in a haystack, one the size of Beacon tower," laughed Roman, "Plus, not many people are willing to have an active Aura just for massaging. You're a first."
"Why?" asked Jaune, curious, and still oblivious to the dangers of having an active Aura without being associated with any organizations. He was safe, though, as he was under Junior's protection.
"Love to chat more about it, but I have to prepare for my next job," declared Roman, subtly shifting away from that subject, "Just look over the contract and have them sign it, and you'll be good to go! Now, I have to go, so toodles!"
Roman stretched as he hung up, ready to just sleep now. He had been up all night with the dust raids and helping Jaune navigate through the contract. Just as he stood up, he felt a chilling gaze hit him. Roman slowly turned towards the source of the gaze to see Neo's eyes narrowing on him.
Roman looked down to see Neo's scroll facing him, with the words 'Aura Massage?' written on it.
"Ehehe funny story. You see, I went to get a massage from Jaune after that disastrous event at the docks with all those weird kids. And, well, Jaune had some new sort of technique he was trying out. So in reality, I was a guinea pig for him, right? I mean, you wouldn't want to have some sort of new massage style done on you without proper experimentation right? Yea, so I was his test subject. And well... whew it felt good. So I helped him set up proper pricing for the massage as well as discuss what time to set it up on. Why don't you make an appointment, eh?" laughed Roman nervously.
Neo tapped open another tab she had hidden and showed that Jaune was booked for the two weeks straight, and since the two weeks was the only time she had time available...
"Oh no. Neo, now please, it was just bad luck. Neo? Neo, put that umbrella down. Please? I'll get you some ice cream! The good kind! Just... NOT THE HAT!"
Jaune whistled as he went through his workday, thanking the heavens that he had employees like Clementine and Arvo.
"Hello!" greeted Coco as she barged into the clinic with Velvet in tow.
"Hi Jaune," waived Velvet nervously, "Doing well?"
"It's been a while," greeted Jaune, waiving back at Coco and Velvet.
"Seems like you're doing pretty well," grinned Coco before leaning forward on the counter, "Hey, got a favor to ask you."
"Is it about the Aura massage?" deadtoned Jaune.
"See, I told you it was obvious," hissed Velvet in embarrassment.
"Ahem, well since you decided to bring it up, can you swing us an earlier appointment?" asked Coco shamelessly.
"I'm pretty full," shrugged Jaune, "Got one tonight, too."
"C'mon, you sure I can't convince your patient tonight to give up his/her spot? I'm pretty convincing when I need to be," smirked Coco.
"Good luck with that, it's Professor Goodwitch," snickered Jaune.
Coco's smirk disappeared faster than the latest trends of clothes on sale that she would rip out of racks, or in some cases, people's hands.
"Then what about-,"
"Headmaster Ozpin, Professor Oobleck-,"
"That's Doctor Oobleck!" echoed a voice, causing Jaune to pause for a second.
"I mean Doctor Oobleck," coughed Jaune, "Professor Port, and Nurse Ivy, in that order. If you can get any of them to switch, then I would be glad to help you."
"Dammit, I didn't even know you did this... Aura massage thing until I checked your website after all those grueling finals. Bet you the professors took advantage of our schedule to shove themselves in first," grumbled Coco.
"That's not... well that actually might have merit," mused Velvet, "I heard a rumor that a third-year student needed to ask Professor Goodwitch about a question, but chose to wait when she saw her on her Scroll, eagerly tapping on something."
"Well at least you scheduled something in, right?" asked Jaune, getting a nod from the two, "Who knows, I might open more slots for it."
"Really?" asked Velvet eagerly. She had a small sample of Jaune's Aura massage on her ears, and she loved it very much. She was looking forward to having her whole body pampered. Which was why she made her appointment first before letting Coco know about it.
"How are you going to do that boss?" asked Arvo, looking up from the computer.
"It's a work in process, but for now, I'll keep it a secret," grinned Jaune.
Over the workday, team RWBY, Sky, Dove, Ren, and Nora came to visit, asking about the Aura massage. All were disappointed they couldn't schedule one in earlier. Curiously, Pyrrha never asked, but Ren later explained that she would actually be gone for a good majority of the two-week break, traveling back to Anima to spend time with her family and sadly her agent.
"It's finally my turn," sang/said Glynda as she walked into the clinic.
"You seem excited," grinned Peach.
"Oh shut it, you," hushed Glynda, "You were singing like a canary yesterday yourself."
"More like moaning, but yes," laughed Peach.
As they entered, they noticed Jaune curiously absent from the front.
"Is that normal?" asked Peach before the two of them heard voices above. Both professors looked at each other before nodding to each other, going up the stairs just in case Jaune was in trouble. As they approached the room where the voices were, they could hear the conversation.
"... I don't see why you don't conform to our choice of massage oils?"
"My clients have all liked my choice of oils. Two of the ones that you want to supply are very unpopular over here."
"I think the kid makes a good point on that. It's not like we're wasting extra Lien on changing those two."
"The point is who holds the power Azul, and we can't let him dictate every little detail."
"Well that 'little' detail is quite important, especially for my customers."
Seeing voices being raised, Glynda and Peach looked at each other before deciding to intervene.
"Hello?" asked Peach, popping her head into the room.
Jaune, Azul, and the manager at Spa Envy turned to look at the intruders.
"Oh geez, is it already time? Sorry, can we continue this talk later? I need to set up the next massage," apologized Jaune as he quickly went to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"Take your time, get something to snack on first," waived Peach.
"So, you're planning some sort of merger?" asked Glynda lightly.
"Yea, it'll be a 45-day contract just to get a feel for it," answered Azul cautiously.
"Yea, and see how much profit we can get off him," giggled the manager.
Azul elbowed the manager hard in the ribs at that comment. He was not as oblivious as the manager. Being a professional masseur, he was always observant of people's moods or body language. And it was very obvious that from that comment that the two ladies in front of him took offense to that. Not only that, but he recognized the Vice-headmistress of Beacon Academy, Glynda Goodwitch. A powerful figure that even the Council of Vale didn't want to cross her if possible.
"So about this contract...," said Glynda as she sat down with Peach slyly standing behind the manager, her hands gently but firmly latched onto the manager's shoulder.
A few minutes later, Jaune came back out, ready to charge forward with Glynda's appointment and perhaps seal the contract at a later date.
"Ah, Jaune, you're just in time," smirked Peach, "I believe the boys have something to finish up?"
"Ah yes, about all those points you raised in the contract that you wanted revised," coughed the manager, "I believe those are some excellent points, and have decided to agree to those terms. After all, as Azul said, it's not a big change."
"Really? That's great!" grinned Jaune as the manager quickly signed his name on the new contract that Jaune had printed out with Roman's edits.
"Well, just sign here, and it'll be official," said the manager as he cracked a smile. Jaune was too distracted to notice the cracks in the smile as well as the cold sweat that the manager had to wipe off.
"And... done," smiled Jaune as he quickly scanned over the contract before signing it, making sure it was Roman's version.
"Good. The new employee will come on Tuesday to familiarize herself with the office. Now, we really shouldn't keep your customer waiting, so we'll just go now," smiled Azul as he stood up.
When the manager didn't show signs of moving, Azul dragged him out of the chair, quickly leaving the premise.
"Wow, they're in a rush," noted Jaune, "They must be busy."
"Yea, busy, sure," giggled Peach.
"Let us not delay any longer," lectured Glynda sternly, though a slight tone of humor could be heard in her voice, "I have been looking forward to this massage, and do not wish to have it delayed any longer."
Azul and the manager were slowly walking back to their spa when...
"You okay?" asked Azul.
The manager slowly looked at Azul with dead eyes and slowly asked, "How is she so good at negotiating or using fear tactics into convincing me to believe that I shouldn't argue about the points that Jaune changed? Isn't she a Huntress? Aren't they supposed to be more of a... I don't know, brute like mindset, using violence on everything?"
Azul frowned, "Okay, one, that's a stupid point of view on Huntsmen and Huntresses, so get rid of that opinion. Two, that's the vice-headmistress of Beacon that was talking to you. She's very good at negotiating stuff that she wants. Even the Council of Vale has a hard time pushing back against her. They once wanted to slash the coffee budget for Beacon's staff, saying it wasn't needed. I heard Ozpin laughed before sending her in. The next day, the coffee budget nearly tripled for them."
"Why isn't she a lawyer?" deadpanned the manager.
"Well, that's something you'd have to ask her yourself," shrugged Azul, "I hear she's very good at keeping discipline at Beacon. With that many people all training to fight Grimm and other threats... she's probably had a lot of experience with negotiation before resorting to violence. Though not to say she's weak, otherwise she wouldn't be the combat instructor for nothing."
"Mmm, I so needed this," moaned Glynda as Jaune streamed Aura into his hands as he pressed down on Glynda's back.
"I can tell with all these knots," chuckled Jaune, "I thought I got rid of most of them the last time you were here."
"Blame the students," laughed Peach from her seat, looking up from her stack of papers she was grading, "Glynda has to supervise the battle finals. Some of the teams got cocky, thinking they could surf through it with their 'natural' talent. Needless to say, they got low grades from Glynda."
"Mm, but there were some that showed real talent," hummed Glynda, "Team RWBY has certainly improved from the start, surpassing the projected expectations. Team PLN is another now that Mr. Uziel has been transferred. A shame that they won't be able to participate in the Vytal Festival."
"I think I'd probably be the worst of the lot if I had got in," muttered Jaune to himself. However, Glynda could still hear him and replied.
"I don't know. Your talent in Aura is certainly something. Not to mention you managed to bisect an Ursa Major in half through its skull and all even if you foolishly disabled your Aura protecting your body. I have a feeling you'd be much more studious than some of the students we currently have," hummed Glynda.
"Ooh, I heard about that," voiced Peach, "But really? From top to bottom he cut an Ursa Major, even with its armored head and spines? That takes a lot of strength!"
"I got lucky," laughed Jaune weakly, "I just used the form Pyrrha taught me."
"It was quite a form," said Glynda, "Although it's not very suggested to use against Grimm, but it is one that is simple and reinforces a lot of the basics. You performed admirably."
Glynda didn't get to say much after that when Jaune went further down the spine, groaning at the treatment she was receiving.
"I do agree with Peach, you should consider increasing the price for this massage," smiled Glynda as she handed over 120 Lien.
"I might do that, but I really should discount this for you as thanks for teaching me how to control my Aura better," replied Jaune.
"Oh, please don't do that, it was nothing, really," said Glynda forcefully, "It's rare for someone to be more interested in the finer aspects of Aura control. Most students nowadays are more into weapons or just hitting something with as much Aura as they can muster without care. I had the great pleasure of teaching you that subject."
"Thank you very much for the impromptu lesson, then. I learned a lot," smiled Jaune, "I'll find some way to repay you back."
"Just keep up the good work, and it'll be fine. Though I wouldn't mind a nice home-cooked meal," whispered Glynda. Beacon's kitchen staff were not the most passionate people on their job, and she rarely had time to cook for herself.
"I'll get on that when I get the chance," laughed Jaune.
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