Dream Points +64
Points Balance: 155P
…
The next morning, Louis received 1P from Emma's dream, 33P from Julie's dream, and another 33P from Laura's dream—a total of 64P.
Adding to his former 91P, his total point savings had reached 155P.
Waking up in the master bedroom and looking at these numbers, Louis felt very good about himself.
The next thing Louis did was check the club activities section school's forum, under the new updates thread.
As expected, there was a brief announcement about his new club: Therapy Session.
The announcement introduced the club as an application based club activity where the host would entertain one person at a time.
The club doesn't accept new members for the time being, but it would also include gimmicks derived from the confessionals in church.
The customers can include students of all grades, teachers, workers, parents, and even visitors on campus. However, only students get to experience the so-called session for free, while everyone else had to pay a certain fee.
It was definitely an unorthodox club activity, and it had drawn plenty of attention.
Moreover, the quota was limited to three customers per day, and each session would last for 20 minutes.
The club hours are set to two hours after classes end, so there was plenty of time for malleability.
Louis had already done the calculations.
With a dream entry card and a subconscious dream card, he'd be spending 20 points on each customer.
Moreover, these are expenditures without returns since no dream seeds would be involved.
Also, since he has three active dream seeds, Louis would receive a minimum income of 90P if he didn't enter the dreamscape, and a maximum of 180P were his current targets to take an afternoon nap or fall asleep during the day.
As hosts to the dream seed, they would enter a dream with a 100% chance every time they fall asleep. It is guaranteed.
Louis also thought about providing his services outside of school, but that would need to wait until he got his rpe yards going.
He needed to be careful. According to Martin, Louis was touching some gray lines, and things could get pretty legal real quick.
After all, he was all but proclaiming to be practicing psychology without a certified license.
Within the context of liberal arts policy in the school, calling his club activities therapy sessions was fine.
However, if he did this in the real world for the whole society to judge and evaluate, things can get pretty ugly.
Martin's recommendation was to go through a novice therapist course or read the relevant materials online, go through the state's exams, and get himself a certificate to practice in this field.
Even if it wasn't a professional degree in psychology, it could at least be the foundation to give Louis credit and ground to stand on.
Then, as long as he didn't advertise himself as a professional psychologist or got himself involved with some serious institutes, then he wouldn't be liable to be sued for fraud or malpractice.
The other insurance was to have his customers sign a letter of recognition that they had willingly sought help from someone without a professional psychiatrist education, license, and authority in the field from the perspective of the law.
Louis promised to keep all of this in mind and that he would coordinate with a lawyer before he decided to take his club activities outside of school.
With that, Martin was at ease, and so was Louis.
…
Tuesday went by in a blur.
The classes were fine, save for the awkward interactions between Louis and the home room teacher, Laura.
Another incident was Harry who was trying to confront Louis more than once, but was either evaded or shunned away.
This time, Louis arrived at the cafeteria early, which allowed him to watch the good drama as lo and behold, Harry and Julie sat on different tables, each surrounded by their close circle of friends.
Yeah, Louis wouldn't give that relationship much to hold on unless Julie confessed about her dreams or Harry decided to drop it.
As long as Julie kept insisting that she wasn't hiding anything, which was a story she was terrible at selling, the ship that sailed can only sink halfway through its journey.
A pleasant surprise was Kayla…
She actually joined Louis on his table and brought out a random quizz, bombarding him with questions from the notes Louis had returned earlier that morning.
She just couldn't believe that Louis had gone over the materials spanning religion, history, chemistry, and language in one night.
However, he could only disappoint, or maybe shock her? Anyway, with his dreamscape library, all the books or materials he went over are just a thought away in his head.
Despite herself, Kayla could only believe it.
She then asked about his new club, but he didn't say anything. If she wanted to know, she better come experience it herself.
Soon, classes were over.
Louis went to club room 108, which had a sign that read Therapy Session, and a clear signature that read Louis Redwell.
What shocked Louis wasn't the long line of curious perspective customers at the door, because there was a dozen or so students at most.
And they weren't here for his club, but because they were just as shocked as he was.
With this person as his first customer, Louis knew that no matter what, his club was about to go viral on the school forums today.
He walked to the door, unlocked it, and walked in after he cleared his throat.
"Come in," he invited her, gently closing the door and locking it for privacy.
Then, Louis moved to the assortments of a desk, two chairs, and an artificial backdrop of nature behind the guest seat.
He plugged his phone into the aux and opened the speakers, playing a soothing nature tune at 432Hz, extending an invitation for her to take a seat.
His teacher, Laura, stared silently at her student for a long minute before she followed his instructions and sat down on the leather chair.
The footrest unfolded and the backrest leaned back, and as the sound of nature entered her mind, she heard Louis say.
"Forget everything for now. Relax, close your eyes, and bring your worries to the forefront of your mind. Don't say anything, just let your worries play out as your imagination wills them to…."
When Louis noticed Laura's eyebrows creasing in worry, he activated the two cards:
Subconscious Dream!
Dream Entry!