[{"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-121":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","System Mission: Seduce the Final Boss [BL]",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":12,"novelImage":21},{"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},1690890,2159,"Chapter 121: We can’t win","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-121",121,"\u003Cp>\"Stay for the night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he didn’t even hesitate when proposing something like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked once before laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, should I? Still, I wouldn’t want to impose now...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was exactly what he wanted to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he knew it, he was already wrapping his arms around him again, a laugh escaping at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you say so!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Really, why should he refuse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, he probably wasn’t even capable of pretending he didn’t want to stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you have clean clothes in your backpack?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mostly used the clothes they gave me there, so I still have my pajamas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, a thoughtful hum came from Myles. Fingers absentmindedly caught a loose strand of hair and slowly twirled it before letting it fall again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want for dinner?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question caught him off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, he should have had an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he tilted his head and stared at the ceiling for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dinner, right... somehow he hadn’t thought that far ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can decide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No? Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have to decide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at him for a second before laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine. I’ll decide. But if you don’t like my choice, you have to say so.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s nothing in particular I dislike.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That answer was definitely suspicious, if not completely false!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scratching the back of his head, he squinted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t like sweet things, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Myles simply looked at him, silence following.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake immediately pointed a finger at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, that’s true!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s not that I dislike the taste.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s because of what’s inside it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The amount of sugar isn’t good for the body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then one eyebrow slowly rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Now, hold on. This guy does train but, he isn’t some kind of gym enthusiast, is he?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it all not just physical, but mental too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake suddenly laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you eat it in moderation, no food is going to destroy your body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft hum answered him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaning back against the sofa, Myles folded his arms loosely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Either way, I don’t mind eating whatever is on the plate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So there’s no need to worry about my preferences.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That only made the responsibility feel heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake frowned in concentration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Dinner... dinner... what do I want?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something warm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something filling?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something easy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts wandered through several possibilities before his eyes suddenly widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, he leaned closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want chicken noodle soup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without even a second of consideration, the answer came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks, I’ve been craving it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since when?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even at the villa.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The confession earned another hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, the more he thought about it, the better it sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warm bowl of chicken noodle soup after everything that happened this week?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His good mood returned almost immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another thought crossed his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The excitement in his voice made the other look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want to try something new?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should draw.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Draw?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last time I saw colored pencils in your room. And markers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grin widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So supplies shouldn’t be a problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he got that yes, he climbed off Myles’ lap and headed straight toward the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps followed not long afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once inside, he immediately began gathering supplies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he was done, the bed looked more like an art station than a place meant for sleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sitting cross-legged on top of it, he proudly gestured toward everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles also settled down, right across from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll do drawing challenges!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who decides the winner?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our honest judging? Or, at least, my honest judging.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake huffs, patting his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Listen. No ego allowed, if it looks bad, it looks bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am objective, don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Knew I could count on that. Let’s do four rounds, for now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking for a moment, Myles nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I’ll choose first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go ahead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short pause followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A rainy day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake immediately grabbed a pencil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it turned out, it wasn’t, at least not entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them became surprisingly focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room gradually fell silent aside from occasional pencil scratches and marker caps clicking open and closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the time came to compare, Blake immediately leaned over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own drawing focused heavily on the rainfall itself: the individual droplets, the small splashes, the reflections in puddles...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the drawing opposite him focused more on the atmosphere: many dark clouds, a distant horizon, the feeling of rain approaching...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a while, both stared at the two pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Blake sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... I lost, no need to say it so confidently.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cloud work was annoyingly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My turn. I’ll choose an apple!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simple and straightforward, basically impossible to mess up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or so he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, both drawings ended up looking far better than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The proportions were right and the shading looked decent, even the coloring wasn’t embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several seconds, they compared them carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Blake groaned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why is yours shinier? So unfair.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We used the same material.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second victory went to Myles again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two rounds in, and things weren’t looking promising for Blake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came challenge number three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Myles chose to draw a crow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was because birds were more expressive, because they had character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the reason, the result surprised even him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the drawings were revealed, the winner became obvious. The crow staring from Blake’s page looked sharp and alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feathers carried texture and the posture felt natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the other attempt wasn’t bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not remotely, it simply couldn’t compete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time that evening, Blake raised both arms triumphantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Victory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied, Blake sat back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything came down to the final challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several suggestions and rejected ideas, both eventually landed on the same subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lotus flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he heard it, something clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe spending an entire week staring at flowers as one of his only sources of entertainment had done permanent damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever the reason, his pencil moved almost automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petal after petal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Layer after layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lotus on his page looked genuinely good, not just acceptable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The final comparison didn’t last very long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, victory clearly belonged to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at the result, then at the flower on his phone, then back at the result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two wins each.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The logical conclusion would have been stopping there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, that didn’t happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One more round.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The challenge in his voice immediately sparked curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief pause, the final subject was announced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Portrait?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay! Nice idea—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, all confidence disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Never mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I withdraw, I’m serious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a terrible idea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Myles’ mouth twitched slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked down at his blank page with complete despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mine is going to look awful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It absolutely matters!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You haven’t seen how I draw faces.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, both lowered their pencils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only this time, the concentration felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither could simply draw an object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had to look at each other repeatedly, which made everything slightly awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed surprisingly quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, both pages were finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment of truth arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake already regretted everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can we skip this part...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Show it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes sir...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pages were revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, he wanted to disappear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, that’s so hideous... don’t stare that much!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It isn’t bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever you’re attempting isn’t making me feel better!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own portrait looked terrible in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the portrait across from him looked unfairly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drawing showed Blake looking directly at whoever viewed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile rested on his face, with his hair partially covering his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire thing looked soft and natural, which made Blake kind of flattered for no reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, there was his own attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles also looked directly at the viewer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, however, his eyes were completely visible, with one hand partially covering his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mostly because Blake had absolutely no idea what expression to give him and panicked halfway through the sketch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result wasn’t awful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long debate, victory naturally went to the prettier portrait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meaning he lost again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake dramatically collapsed backward onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been defeated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I clearly have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While speaking, they began gathering the supplies scattered around the blankets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pencils returned to their cases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Markers found their caps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loose sheets were stacked together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the drawings were sorted into a pile, Myles glanced down at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re still even.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pile of papers was tapped once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won two, I won two.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the portraits were placed on top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The last one doesn’t count.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked, a laugh escaping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that’s your verdict?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, that answer felt perfectly fitting, neither of them argued about it after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with the drawings finally put away, the matter remained settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even.\u003C\u002Fp>",1530,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","82f44a509013b7c775cdf47e66642f45579862fe9b239a4ef2bba60e8003b97e","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-1","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-120","https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]