Genius Manager: I Can Make All Girls Talented!

Darius wasn't sure how to use the skill he had just received. He continued the same movemts as before, pressing on her back in certain spots.

"Does it feel better than before?" he asked, wondering if there was an actual effect from the skill.

"I-It feels good, continue just like that!"

"But does it feel better?"

She shook her head. "I-I don't know."

Darius reread the description of his skill and realized he hadn't fully comprehded what it did. It made girls crave his touch more and more until they couldn't get ough of him. It didn't have an instant effect; it would work over time until Yuna came begging for more.

Just thinking about it made him smile. He couldn't imagine something like that happing. He had be a nobody in his previous life, and now he had Yuna under his control and managemt. He also had a skill that could make her talt greater by sleeping with him.

Realizing there was no need to continue any further, he removed his hands from her back. He didn't want to have sex with her right away. He wanted to sure she would crave his touch more and more before actually doing it. Darius wanted to hear her demand it from him.

He moved from the top of her body and finally stopped massaging her. Her eyes fluttered op immediately.

"What are you doing?"

Darius sighed as if annoyed. "Ah…I think I'll be going home tonight. I need to prepare your schedule for the next week. I also need you to sign a contract with me to make things official."

She frowned. "You're stopping now?!" She stood up, half-naked, clearly unhappy with his decision. "You did all that just to stop here? Tsk…"

"Come on...you don't want a taste of this?" She raised her skirt, flashing her black panty as she slowly started to remove it.

Darius hesitated about what to say or do. However, he was dead set on stopping this here.

He looked away from her and said, "Maybe another time, I'm not in the mood right now."

Yuna gritted her teeth, her face turning bright red from embarrassmt. She turned a and jumped on her bed, her plump ass jiggling.

Suddly, a distinct noise echoed in Darius's mind, making him completely forget about Yuna.

-Beep!

[You gave a ssual massage to Yuna.]

[+5 Pitch]

[+5 Vocals]

[+5 Rhythm]

Darius couldn't believe the voice in his mind. Yuna had already gott much better at singing. And all that had only happed from one single massage…sure it was a little more than a normal massage. But wow…this skill of his was totally overpowered.

The next thing he needed to do was market Yuna as best as he could. In the beginning, singing wouldn't be the best path for her. She needed to do some modeling for some huge brands until she increased her singing skills.

Still, Darius was curious about the effect of those stats.

"Hey, uh, can you try singing for a bit? Tell me if you notice something differt."

Darius wasn't going to tell her that he would be the one making her a great singer. That would stay a secret for the time being. It would be better that way long term.

Yuna frowned and oped her mouth to complain but closed it right away. She simply nodded and started singing. Her beautiful voice echoed through her apartmt, and it was honestly not that bad. It wasn't great, but it wasn't the worst. However, there was clearly some "work" to do still.

She suddly stopped singing. "My voice…it sounds better. But it's not only my voice. I can reach more pitches…what happed?"

Darius smiled. His skill worked—that was the proof of it. The voice in his mind was actually affecting the world in one way or another. He could only begin to imagine the strgth of the person or the mechanism behind this voice.

'It's probably a God or something like that…it has to be.'

"Tell me, did you do something to make me improve my skills?" Yuna asked as she stared at him, crossing her arms right below her breasts, squeezing them together.

"Me? How would I have done that?"

Darius wasn't planning on telling her about his skills. There was no telling what she might do if she knew about them. He preferred using his future knowledge while also using this skill to make her improve faster than in the past.

"Hm…I don't know. It's just weird. I can sing so much better now for some reason. It happed just after your massage too."

Darius laughed a little. "Haha! I guess I have magic hands. If things continue like this, that could become my nickname. What do you think?"

She sighed. "It could, I guess. Still, this is incredible. I'm like two times better than wh I debuted earlier…"

Hearing her talk about that, Darius realized they needed to discuss something else too. The fact that she wouldn't be doing music for the first few months of her career.

"About that, I need to talk about your future a little." Darius paused. "Actually, can you put on some clothes before we continue?"

She giggled. "Why? You don't like seeing my naked body? You're weird, you know that right? Most boys would have begged to have me in their bed, giving myself up to them. But, for some reason, you didn't do that…"

Either way, she grabbed the black tank top and quickly put it on, covering her body.

"Here, go ahead. What did you want to tell me?" she said.

"It's about your future. Until you're good ough to start singing as your career, you will be modeling for brands. I'm sure you already know that your beauty is not something common in the industry."

She clicked her tongue. "How much time will it take until I start my musical career?"

"It depds on how much time it'll take for you to progress. But I have a small feeling that it might not be too long. Well, as long as you keep working with me."

"Is your vocal coach that good?" she naively asked.

A smile appeared on Darius's face. "Oh, he's good. However, his teaching methods are a bit…unorthodox."