[{"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-19":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},1690909,2159,"Chapter 19: This life is so unbelievably damned...","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-19",19,"\u003Cp>’What the hell happened in those godforsaken thirty minutes for his favorability to spike like that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Dear Host, you have exited negative status. Your survival probability has increased. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Did I talk in my sleep or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a long, exhausted sigh and pushed himself upright, a dull heaviness still clinging to his limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s just play.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being drugged wasn’t funny. Not even a little. It obviously sat wrong in his chest. How was he supposed to trust Myles after that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that he ever really did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Doesn’t look like he touched me... but who knows at this point.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They passed the time like that, quiet. Myles barely spoke, his expression was sharper, colder than usual. And yet, according to the system, his favorability had climbed into neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Neutral, huh...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t know how to feel about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is that even better? At least when he was negative, he felt... something. Even if it was bad.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks for the fun time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stood by the door, already half-turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles held something out. Blake glanced down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, isn’t this yours?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause. As always, an uncomfortable one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Never mind, let’s exchange umbrellas. Thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took it anyway. At this point, he didn’t care what it was, he just wanted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the walk to the bus stop, the anxiety never left. It lingered, constant, gnawing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spoon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Yes, Dear Host. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did Myles do while I was asleep?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How baffling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why couldn’t he even know that much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I hate you. Fuck, seducing Myles isn’t easy. I hate this...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes started to sting, but he forced it down. Crying in the middle of the street wasn’t an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t even a good reason to cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other than being drugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I mean... that’s not the only thing he did.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memory alone made him shudder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His phone began to ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That never really happened. Not Blake’s parents, not Myles, not classmates. No one ever reached out first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled it out, raising an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknown number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Huh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a tired sigh, he slipped the phone back into his pocket and sat down at the bus stop to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake dragged himself through the door like something the world had already chewed up and spit back out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The apartment greeted him the same way it always did, he could never get familiar with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Tch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Annoyance flared, quick and sharp. He tossed the umbrella aside carelessly. It clattered against the wall and slid to the floor, abandoned just as quickly as the thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not my problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except everything about this was his problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake exhaled slowly, rubbing at his face before heading into the kitchen. Routine. Something normal. Something he could control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His favorite soup with meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved on autopilot: cutting, boiling, stirring, his thoughts slipping in and out like static he couldn’t quite tune out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he sat on the table, Blake realized he had zero appetite for his favorite soup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on the spoon tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That bastard...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how he tried to frame it, twist it, justify it, it always circled back to the same ugly truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles had drugged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Blake was supposed to do... what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet, humorless breath escaped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. The day I actually seduce him I’ll also beat him up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that, but the system really had a sick sense of humor and was basically useless when needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly couldn’t afford to let his guard down again. Maybe he was viewing Myles as a human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t exactly that, anyway, since he saw most of the things Myles does to be continue being a villain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How can I avoid situations where I lose control...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No drinks. No food he didn’t see prepared. No staying over. No—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts stalled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...No getting too close.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence stretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was the whole point, wasn’t it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clicked his tongue, irritated, and took another bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And I need to stay alive.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That part mattered more than anything. Favorability, system, world-saving, none of it meant anything if he ended up dead before any of it paid off with him getting back to his original body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dinner ended without him remembering how it tasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, Blake dropped onto his bed, the springs creaking faintly under his weight. He stared at the ceiling, eyes unfocused, thoughts still looping in messy circles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Neutral now, huh...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he have to reach one hundred percent to convert Myles into a good guy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty? Seventy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Those numbers are way too big, I’ll never be able to reach such a high favorability in a single year.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled on the bed, kicking air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gosh, what’s the deal with everyone today...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake frowned, reaching over lazily before pausing when he saw the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknown number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let it ring for a second longer this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a quiet sigh, he picked it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good evening, young master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person on the other line was definitely a man. His voice was measured and professional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows knit together slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Who is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am the chairman’s secretary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression flattened almost instantly, whatever faint curiosity he had draining away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s father was rich, after all. Seems like he’s a chairman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will be picked up tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake sat up slightly, a faint crease forming between his brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a pause on the other end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small one, but noticeable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the man hadn’t expected the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is Miss Calliope’s birthday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Miss who?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another pause. Slightly longer this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your half-sister, young master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at nothing, the words taking a second to settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half-sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...I have a what now?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was very new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange, hollow kind of disbelief bubbled up in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Would you look at that.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this man had another child. Of course there was another family, another life, somewhere out there that Blake had never been a part of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had to deal with it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He huffed out a quiet breath, more tired than surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neglected didn’t even begin to cover it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he didn’t press it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it was obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake just didn’t matter enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When and where is this party?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next Tuesday. As usual, you will remain at the residence for the week prior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s stomach dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...A week?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip tightened slightly on the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week of distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week where...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Myles’ favorability could drop again. Holy crap.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought hit fast and sharp, sending a flicker of unease through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just clawed his way out of negative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t afford to lose that progress. He fought so hard to get that neutral status. Even getting back to -1 would make him cry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Do I have to stay the whole week?\" he asked, tone flattening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another brief pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The chairman would not approve otherwise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake clicked his tongue softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course he wouldn’t.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That annoying, neglectful bastard only remembered he existed when it was convenient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, sure. Figures.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back slightly, dragging a hand through his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he considered pushing harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Refusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making an excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Not worth it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hassle, the consequences... and the fact that, at the end of the day, he still depended on that man’s money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Fine. I’ll go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well. A car will arrive tomorrow morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call ended shortly after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake slowly lowered the phone, staring at it for a moment before letting it drop onto the bed beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week away from Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Away from the only thing currently keeping him alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Great.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a long breath, then flopped back fully onto the bed, one arm thrown over his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1326,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.266Z",1,"novelbin.me","69f065c3e1e7afa746c4717c89b037b776b91fa70935ce3dd386e4405367c260","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-20","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-18",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]