[{"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-120":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},1690889,2159,"Chapter 120: Some things I don’t like","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-120",120,"\u003Cp>Blake frowned and covered Myles’ eyes with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, stop staring. You’re doing this on purpose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No what? That you’re not doing this on purpose, or that you want to stare more?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles’ expression didn’t change and, of course, the answer somehow made Blake even more suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re impossible at times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he couldn’t keep the smile from tugging at the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a quiet sigh, Blake lowered his hand. His fingers lingered briefly, brushing Myles’ hair back from his forehead instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’There, now I can actually see his handsome face...!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, that only made it harder to look away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Had fun without me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems like that’s a no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer wasn’t exactly surprising. Even so, the atmosphere shifted strangely afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like there was something sitting between them, that neither of them wanted to touch first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake found himself looking away first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did you do at your family’s?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The single sound escaped before he could think of a proper answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles waited patiently, while Blake leaned back slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, he held his breath, then he leaned forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands settled on Myles’ shoulders almost absentmindedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honestly...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was kind of a mess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he said it, he regretted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Ack, what did I just say? Am I going senile?! Now he’s going to ask questions!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Blake wasn’t sure whether he wanted to talk about it or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words already felt loose inside his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like they wanted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially today, which had been exhausting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, sitting here with Myles made it worse, or maybe better. He couldn’t tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main reason he even blurted that out was that because Myles always listened in a way that made him want to keep talking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth, then stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could say it, it wasn’t difficult. Those were just words, parts of a bigger conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why did it suddenly feel impossible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name immediately pulled his attention back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up, Myles was already looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met and, just like that, whatever resistance he had crumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today...\" he started slowly. \"I met my aunt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words sounded strange, just, a bit too heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I haven’t seen her in a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed, however, but there wasn’t any humor in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But that wasn’t enough time for her to stop hating on me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles’ brows knit together slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was the same stuff as always... for example, she talked about my mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers tightened against Myles’ shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And about my birth, as if it was some kind of crime.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memories came back immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dining room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way all of them spoke when they thought they were justified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way they could say something horrible while convincing themselves they were being reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She said some pretty awful things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t interrupt once, so Blake kept going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then my stepmother joined in, along with my half-brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest felt tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But they weren’t particularly bothered by what she was saying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they had been angry, maybe it would have made him feel better, for some reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they had spoken so casually and lightly, like they were discussing the weather or some minor inconvenience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he wasn’t sitting right there listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They just... they acted like none of it mattered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His throat felt dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They talked about me as if I wasn’t even in the room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And my father too, that week, when I went last time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words stalled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, Blake wished he hadn’t started, but it was too late now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He barely looked at me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep in his heart, he knew Blake’s father could sit there and say nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fact that he probably already got word of what happened still looked away infuriated him to the point of anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake clenched his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t get it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words started coming faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I seriously don’t, Myles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They keep acting like it’s obvious, that I’m an eyesore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts tangled together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They say I shouldn’t have expectations and that I should be grateful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words refused to stop now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They say my mother made a big mistake and that my existence caused problems, that everything would have been easier if things had simply not happened at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They say I never should have existed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room blurred for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake hadn’t even realized how much that bothered him until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he still thought about his real, very much loving parents, hearing such horrible words had finally pushed something too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would they say that? Why would anyone say that? What kind of person looked at another human being and decided they shouldn’t have been born?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was that fair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Blake realized he was practically rambling, something warm touched his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze immediately, his thoughts and voice stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles was cupping his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The simple contact pulled him back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles looked at him quietly, patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s no need to speak so fast, I’m listening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, he could only stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then embarrassment crashed into him all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He covered his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Jeez, what am I doing? What is wrong with me?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just unloaded everything without warning or restraint, as if Myles was supposed to deal with all of that, when he was probably in a much more frustrating situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he really had lost it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I’m not even Blake...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought struck him unexpectedly. It was, by now, a familiar, ugly feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was he doing, acting like this? Why was he treating these feelings as if they belonged to him? Why did they hurt so much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, Blake lowered his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he raised his head again, Myles’ hand settled against the back of it, pushing Blake on the crook of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t cry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words made Blake let out an incredulous laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wasn’t crying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t argue, simply resting a hand against his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then slowly stroked upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake found himself going quiet. The embarrassment lingered, but somehow it didn’t feel unbearable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes drifted shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How is Myles like this? Seriously... just how?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them hadn’t even known each other for that long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely half a year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet here Myles was, holding him without even trying, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t understand it, he really couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, he lifted his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles tilted his own, and their eyes met again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something twisted painfully inside Blake’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t just keep taking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles carried things too, things that Blake couldn’t even imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he should help too, even if only a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning forward, Blake pressed a brief kiss against Myles’ cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he leaned back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a hand instantly covered his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed, and that only made his confusion grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chuckling, he reached up and touched the hand covering his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong with you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side of that hand, completely hidden from Blake, Myles’ eyes had widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His free hand slowly rose toward his cheek, to the exact spot Blake had kissed, as though he needed to check whether it had actually happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Blake remained entirely lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Seriously? What is this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles had literally kissed him before, on the lips! So why was a cheek kiss causing this much trouble?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t make any sense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move your hand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few more seconds passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, finally, he complied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he immediately looked at him. Still, unfortunately, whatever expression had appeared earlier was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face looked completely normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake clicked his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Hey, you look perfectly fine... I expected some kind of blushing but...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he reached forward and wrapped an arm around Myles’ head, pulling him closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He allowed it without resistance, his forehead brushing Blake’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know,\" he started quietly, \"you can talk too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand moved through his hair, slowly untangling a few strands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t always have to be me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to help too, you already know that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a while, neither of them spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence wasn’t awkward or overwhelming anymore, just quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Myles raised his head, his arms tightening around Blake’s waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he looked up, directly at him, and said absolutely nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Blake immediately saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hesitation, the tension and the conflict in Myles’ eyes. It was barely visible, only someone who had to go through the same would notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake knew, Myles’ tongue was tied, as if there were words trapped behind his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Words he wanted to say but didn’t want to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he was searching for something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression softened and, without thinking, he resumed stroking his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>",1515,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","961a3c1d01fd8eeb45c5aa18a27ac9998766b89365f48f0af931a49d5f369b1f","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-121","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-119",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]