[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-dominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb":3,"chapter-dominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb-dominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb-chapter-191":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},826354,1084,"Chapter 191: Captain’s Benefits","dominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb-chapter-191",191,"\u003Cp>Nash headed to the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela was at the stove, stirring a pan with quick flips, her back to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore her usual loose tank top and shorts, hair tied up in a messy knot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced over her shoulder, smirking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look who finally came back to life. It’s past one, you know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash dropped into a chair, letting out a tired laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, yeah. Thanks to whom?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela slid a bowl of hot soup in front of him, steam curling up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eat. You look like you got run over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t necessarily wrong; he did get run over by a whole team of Breakball and some of his teammates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the spoon and gave her a slight grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks, Zay. Smells good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching him take the first bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You gonna be out late again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash paused mid-spoonful, looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Probably. Got some stuff to handle today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela’s smirk softened a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shifted her weight, eyes flicking away for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s getting kinda lonely around here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That paused Nash for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This gaze, this reaction... It was true that since he had started with Blacklist, they had spent less time together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was still the same Zayela who’d carried him through every bad day, same exotic hairstyle, same lively eyes that softened when she got emotional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But yeah, lately he’d been so caught up in the games, the system, the girls, that he’d barely noticed how quiet the apartment got when he wasn’t here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set the spoon down and leaned back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What, starting to get addicted to lil ol’ shrimp?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela got caught off guard, flinching, then laughed low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped closer until she stood between his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch it, or I’ll make you sleep on the couch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash stood up slowly, hands sliding to her waist, fingers brushing her hip lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry for making you worry. I’ve been caught in many things lately. I promise that I’ll come home early more often.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela tilted her head, eyes narrowing playfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm... That sounds sincere, but a little too easy. I’ll forgive you... on one condition.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tapped her lips once, slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been waiting for something since yesterday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash looked at her, a smirk growing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cupped her face gently, and kissed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft at first, then deeper, lingering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela’s breath caught, surprised, then she leaned into it, hands sliding up his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled back just enough to murmur against her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wouldn’t forget one of my favorite treasures in life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela blinked, cheeks heating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow... I wanted feedback... from last night... but Nash.... Aw... poor boy... You are still too pure for this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in again, kissing him harder, letting it stretch a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash smiled against her mouth, then stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed his bag and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zayela stood there, lips tingling, heart racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She touched her mouth, a slow smile spreading, then put her hands firmly on her hips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s it,\" she whispered to the empty kitchen. \"I’m fucking him today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash left the apartment, and bathed in the artificial lights of the Underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked the familiar path to the old parking garage, the one place he could train without eyes on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The court was empty, same cracked concrete, same rusty pillars dripping water into oily puddles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped his bag, stretched once, and began his daily grind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started with the Body Quest, knocking out 400 push-ups, 400 squats, and a solid twelve-minute plank in quick sets with no real breaks, his recovery passives making the whole thing feel effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basketball drills came next, and for the Seduction tasks, he was already half-done from the morning with Zayela, so he let it on standby for later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already obtained +5 BP and +5 PP, keeping then in stock like food sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed the panel, wiped his face with the sleeve of his hoodie, and stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, his phone pinged in his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknown number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Message:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Black Rose Brew on 12th. 3 p.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Rei\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash stared at the screen for a second, then smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baby-Boom’s mystery to unfold, Aiko’s friendship to win, Victoria’s secret...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How entertaining his life had become.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He typed back quick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pocketed the phone, but then, another ping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled it out, expecting Rei to be a little too impatient, but it was a simple reminder from Lina in her own way:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Me. Pregnant. When? ❤️‍🔥💦👶]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the screen, eyebrows raised, then let out a low whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash spent the rest of the afternoon moving through the Underground like a ghost, walking around streets, grabbing a quick bite from a street cart, keeping his head down while people talked about the spectacular match between Blacklist and Baby-Boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By 2:45 p.m., he was already on his way to the meet-up spot Rei had texted: a quiet café tucked on the edge of Level 12, half-hidden behind a row of shuttered stalls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place had a faded sign that read \"Black Rose Brew,\" the windows dark, the door propped open with a brick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like the kind of spot people went to disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rei was already there when he walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat at a corner table near the back, legs crossed, one elbow on the tabletop, chin resting on her fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a black lace-up corset top that hugged her body, a long dark skirt with slits high enough to show off her boots, and a pair of thin wire-frame glasses perched low on her nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked like she’d stepped out of a gothic novel, cold, untouchable, and completely uninterested in the world around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A half-empty cup of black coffee was in front of her, untouched for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was surprising to see her like this, definitely not her usual attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, nothing showed that she was into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash walked over, hands in his pockets, and gave her a small salute with two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rei’s eyes flicked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t smile, didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just watched him sit down across from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash leaned back, casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re early.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So are you,\" she said, voice flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Had time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t respond right away. Just kept looking at him like she was trying to decide if he was worth the trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash waited, he felt so good today that he could just stay like this till night and call it a fruitful day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Rei leaned forward slightly, resting both elbows on the table, fingers laced together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t call you here to play games,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope you didn’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She exhaled, fingers drumming lightly on the table, the rhythm uneven like she couldn’t quite find the right beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes darted to the side, then back to Nash, and she shifted in her seat, uncrossing her legs only to cross them again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash leaned back, arms loose on the table, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long moment, both stayed there, quiet, waiting for anything. You could hear a fly in this silence, or the snore of someone drunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Nash exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look... I’m not asking you to tell me all your secrets. I’m asking if you actually want me to help you. Because if it’s just to stay here like idiots, then it’s a waste of time for both of us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rei’s fingers stilled. She looked down at the table, then up again, jaw tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really think I’d waste my time if I didn’t want to have your help?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nash didn’t answer right away. He just watched her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tapped the table once more, softer this time, almost like she was admitting something to herself. Her shoulders dropped a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" she said quietly. \"I... I don’t know what I want anymore. But I know this: if you don’t join Baby-Boom... we’re finished.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1335,"2026-06-03T04:08:21.913Z","2026-06-03T04:08:29.463Z",1,"novelbin.me","52fff12a21cba4f34998e0b0f67646c9d74fe69b959f2f44aef8c6f7b471cdab","dominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb-chapter-192","dominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb-chapter-190",262,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdominance-evolution-system-sweat-sex-and-streetb-cover.jpg"]