[{"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-18":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},1690908,2159,"Chapter 18: What a throughout research","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-18",18,"\u003Cp>’I can’t believe it... I’m so close. So damn close to zero, to a neutral number!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake barely registered how filthy he was, or the way Myles watched him at him openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They climbed the stairs in silence. By the time they reached the apartment door, Blake was already fishing his keys from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll find you something dry to wear,\" he said, a hint of guilt slipping into his voice. \"Sorry about... all that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mmh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door clicked open. Blake stepped inside first, his eyes sweeping the room with quiet urgency. ’Did I leave anything out? Anything he shouldn’t see...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, nothing seemed out of place. He exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Make yourself at home. Want something to drink?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I’m going to choose the games.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles moved past him, heading straight for the cabinet, already scanning through the collection like he owned the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles, I’m going to wash up and change. Just pick whatever you want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake slipped away, closing the bathroom door behind him as a long breath finally left his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm water rushed from the tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What was I thinking... touching his face like that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And more importantly... am I actually stronger now?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tested it, one quick punch against the wall. The dull impact told him everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Same as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yeah. Thought so.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t linger. A quick wash, clean clothes, and he was out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles stood in the middle of the living room, still and silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This bastard is definitely snooping around for evidence to kill me...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, Blake turned into his bedroom instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rummaged through his closet. ’Nothing’s going to fit him... whatever. He’ll survive.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the largest shirt he owned and headed back out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles, I found something decent. Pants won’t work, they’re all too short.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles took the shirt as he passed, already moving away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? The bathroom’s—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door shut in Blake’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...Rude bastard.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second Myles disappeared, Blake sprang into action, scanning the apartment for anything out of place. A shifted object, an open drawer, anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was exactly as he’d left it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well... almost. A small pile of games now sat by the cabinet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Mmh, maybe he didn’t touch anything after all?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bedroom door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked up, and immediately burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pff, sorry, but that shirt is way too small on you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles was already putting his coat back on, unfazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apartment was the same as last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What a smell...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt weird, kinda like medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t say anything as he walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake lingered near the doorway for a second, watching him. The place felt controlled, as always. Every surface clean, every object aligned just enough to look natural but not accidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit,\" Myles said, already moving toward the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised a brow. \"Thanks...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is he welcoming me or something? Suspicious, he didn’t do that properly last time I came.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake dropped onto the couch anyway, stretching his arms. His eyes tracked Myles’ movements, precise, quiet, efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cupboards opened. Closed. Something clinked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t need to feed me, don’t worry...\" Blake called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I made too much of it, you’re welcome.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake smiled faintly, but his gaze sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He’s being too caring.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, that was the bare minimum, but his standards dropped significantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A plate was set down in front of him. It looked like chocolate cake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Not bad.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He actually ate this kind of cake often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eat,\" Myles said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t hesitate. He was hungry enough not to care. He took a bite, then another, barely tasting it at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It tastes good,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles sat across from him, watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Weirdo. Who stares at people like that while they’re eating?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Huh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not exactly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just... shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like something behind his eyes had slipped out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand slowed mid-motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edges of the room softened. Lines lost their sharpness. The air felt thicker, heavier, like breathing through something unseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles, um...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice came out quieter than he expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t answer, he was still watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go my room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Stabilizing Host... ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That woke him up in a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, sure. What games did you pick?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one we played last time wasn’t interesting enough. I got one calledLiar’s law.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh...okay, I don’t remember the plot of that one, quite honestly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles turned towards him, gently guiding Blake to his bed. \"Sleep first, you look tired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts started slipping between his fingers all over again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ !Warning! ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ !Host is losing consciousness! ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’No. No, stay—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surface felt distant, like his hand wasn’t fully his anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heartbeat thudded in his ears. Slow. Loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything dimmed at the edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...You...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles pushed him onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe he had already been lying down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake couldn’t tell anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darkness crept in, it was not sudden nor violent. Just slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like closing his eyes without meaning to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Stay awake. Stay awake, Dae-hyun...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything slipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp inhale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake jolted upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Air rushed into his lungs like he’d been underwater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the—?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision snapped into focus too quickly this time, sending a spike of dizziness through his skull. He grabbed at the sheets beneath him, grounding himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was not his, of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart slammed against his ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and, unexpectedly, Myles was sitting right beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scrolling through his phone like nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are awake. You didn’t sleep for long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breathing uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice came out rough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t look up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He became suddenly, sharply aware of Blake’s body, his skin, sticky, his clothes, wrinkled, the faint smell clinging to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it barely registered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Myles was looking at him now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not hiding it. Not pretending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s pulse spiked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles tilted his head, keeping that same ordinary expression. \"You just slept for around thirty minutes, nothing much happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake gulped, reaching for his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lo and behold, it was the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This crazy son of a bitch.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightned his fist, biting the inside of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He definetly put something in that cake. Just, what did he do while I was asleep?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake turned his head. It was almost as if Myles discovered something new. And as if nothing wrong just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles, next time, keep me awake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1114,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.266Z",1,"novelbin.me","fffb15afba24bcf0c7cf1c97e1635c4229b219ff04b2df49f7931442c4277663","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-19","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-17",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]