[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl":3,"chapter-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-110":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","System Mission: Seduce the Final Boss [BL]",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1690879,2159,"Chapter 110: He called me...","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-110",110,"\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of all the reactions he could have given her, perhaps he could have tried to look a little less underwhelmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then again, he wasn’t much better himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be fair, he was surprised too. Just far too exhausted to show it properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good evening,\" Blake said quietly. \"I’m here to recover from my injuries and the fever. Sorry for intruding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting into an argument with a stepmother he barely knew was hardly the ideal beginning to his recovery, was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is it that you get hurt this often?\" the woman asked. \"Have you become a troublemaker?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised an eyebrow before letting out a faint sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You could say that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who hit you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that was a far more interesting question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing serious,\" he replied. \"A few guys jumped me last night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slight frown crossed her face, though her composed demeanor never truly faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I told you to stay inside during the evenings,\" she said. \"You keep wandering around and getting yourself into trouble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The response was so oddly specific that Blake genuinely didn’t know what to say to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m eighteen,\" he answered. \"Whether I go out or not is my decision to deal with. Though, if I may ask... where’s the bathroom? I’ve been trying to find it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman stared at him silently for a few moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It almost looked as if she were about to say something else, but whatever thought crossed her mind disappeared just as quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The bathroom is to the left of your room,\" she finally said. \"Not the right. Go back and you’ll find it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake gave her a small nod, wishing her a good evening before walking past her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he did, she looked at him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were the same as always, calm, unreadable, restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet there was the slightest crease between her brows, a subtle frown that refused to disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, she looked exactly like she had during the previous times Blake had ignored her words or pushed against them without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like she expected him to do it, like she already knew he would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face looked displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake decided not to think too deeply about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were enough things clogging his mind already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he simply kept walking down the hallway, the soft sound of his footsteps echoing against the polished floor until he finally found the bathroom far more quickly than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, turning left really had solved the mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light flickered on with a muted click. There were cold white tiles, a spotless sink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint scent of soap lingering in the air. Blake shut the door behind him and exhaled quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he simply stood there, staring at nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he finally relieved himself, fatigue weighing on him so heavily that even something as simple as standing upright felt irritating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body still ached everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ribs burned whenever he breathed too deeply, and his head felt unpleasantly warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After washing his hands, he slowly lifted his gaze toward the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>God, he looked terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hair was messy from lying down all day, dark strands sticking out in uneven directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exhaustion beneath his eyes had deepened into bruised shadows, and his skin looked pale enough to make the discoloration on his cheek stand out even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake reached up carefully and peeled the medical patch off his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adhesive tugged painfully against his skin, making him wince under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah... damn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt far worse than he expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But well, nothing new there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the patch finally came off, Blake stared at the reflection again. The bruise had darkened so much it almost looked unreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Purple, blue and black around the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, it looked about a hundred times worse than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake poked it gently with two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, sharp pain shot through his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Howdy,\" he muttered weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah. That definitely hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the universe found his suffering amusing, the buzzing sound of his phone suddenly echoed from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked and pulled it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, of course, it was a video call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake scratched the back of his head awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really couldn’t keep ignoring him forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, there was absolutely no way he was accepting a video call looking like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not now when he still felt so horribly unsettled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not when his thoughts were still a tangled mess of fear, guilt, confusion, and exhaustion that he hadn’t even begun sorting through properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freddie’s face kept appearing in his mind no matter how hard he tried to push it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone so connected to Myles was part of such an awful moment with the blood and the gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his own shaking hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake swallowed hard and quickly rejected the video call before pressing the voice call button instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ringing lasted only a few seconds before Myles picked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey,\" Blake greeted quietly. \"How’ve you been surviving without me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence lingered briefly on the other end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Myles answered, calm as always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. The day went alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake could practically picture his expression already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relaxed posture, half-lidded eyes. That quiet voice that never seemed hurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Myles asked, \"Why didn’t you accept the video call?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake leaned against the sink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just got out of the shower,\" he lied smoothly. \"Can’t really do video right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And... sorry for telling you last minute that I wouldn’t be at school today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter,\" Myles interrupted immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake paused, there was no annoyance in his voice, or irritation, just nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles simply continued, \"Are you alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a soft sigh before slowly crouching down against the bathroom cabinet, phone pressed against his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of everyone, Myles was always the one who could hear straight through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when Blake laughed things off, even when he changed the topic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when he pretended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m feeling pretty alright,\" Blake answered quietly. \"I’m happy to hear your voice, so what could really go wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words sounded light, playful, even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But halfway through saying them, something in his chest tightened painfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake reached up and roughly ruffled his own hair, trying to force himself together before his emotions slipped somewhere embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side of the line, Myles stayed silent for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he asked softly, \"Has your family been giving you a hard time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared blankly at the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, despite himself, he let out a quiet chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was Myles the one worrying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Blake answered. \"So far I’ve only seen my stepmother. But she hasn’t really been bothering me that much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed lightly again, trying to brighten the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not like the last time in the hospital room, at least. Remember what a scene she caused? Well, maybe I’m blowing this out of proportion but, I can’t deny I was quite uncomfortable, haha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory alone was enough to make him cringe internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles hummed in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he asked,\"Why do you sound sad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s smile froze instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was such an idiot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He already knew this guy could see straight through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how carefully he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how casually he acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles always noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment that realization hit him, Blake felt his expression crumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything came rushing back all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Freddie dying right in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terror from those fights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of fists and metal and shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold weight of a gun in his own hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horrifying moment he pointed it at himself without even understanding why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body aching from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fever making everything feel heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there was Myles himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragments Blake had learned about his past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The things that didn’t make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quiet sadness hidden beneath his calmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The loneliness Blake could somehow feel even without it being spoken aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What part of any of this was alright?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly was he supposed to feel okay about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s throat tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet sniffle escaped him before he could stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence on the line shifted immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you crying?\"Myles asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake opened his mouth, then closed it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He genuinely didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was he even supposed to explain this mess?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\" Blake murmured weakly. \"Um, I just...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all he said, with no pressure or questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No forcing Blake to explain feelings he could barely understand himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just those two simple words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he think this guy was such a horrible person at the start? Maybe he wasn’t the best role model, definitely also had his own issues... but now, he couldn’t help but think...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I can see you, too, Myles.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time since returning home, for the first time since the fight, since the blood, since the fear, since everything, Blake smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>",1501,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","9fe46d4801858f87a29a8f210cd47e8eb49e5e206eed1429a0e4aef723b57f6f","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-111","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-109",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]