[{"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-3":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},1690893,2159,"Chapter 3: Staring is rude","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>The moment Blake stepped off the bus, the world felt wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was too bright and definitely too loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students flooded past him, laughing, shoving, adjusting backpacks. Myles was already nowhere in sight. It was like he had dissolved into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course he did.’ Blake sighed, stretching his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Notice: Host and Target share all academic courses. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stopped walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Schedule synchronized. You will see Myles Cortez for approximately 7 hours daily. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His soul nearly left his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Seven hours?!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Correction, Dear Host: 6 hours and 42 minutes. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s not the point!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dragged himself toward the towering school building, his heart still unsettled from the bus. Around him, students whispered. Some glanced at him. A few snickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The confession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d forgotten the audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Great. First day in another world, and I’ve already destroyed this body’s social life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reminder: Mission active. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ New Mission: Stare at Myles Cortez for 1 hour. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Current Favorability: -11 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Time Limit: 23:48:12 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Penalty: ??? ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reward: skill from spinning wheel. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That penalty thing is really starting to piss me off. Will I die? Will I feel sick? Be specific, for God’s sake!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If staring is the mission, then staring it is. He had no other option whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spoon showed the schedule. It was Monday, and first period was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Math.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Gosh, I have to stare at him while listening to a Math lesson? What is this shitty luck?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He buried himself in his locker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Love tracker.\" The map appeared in front of him, a big red point inside a room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake followed it until he entered a classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This is truly convenient...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he was ready for it, ready to face him again just after confessing in front of everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles was in the back row. Window seat. Sunlight cut across his profile. Earphones in again, his head slightly tilted as he scrolled through something on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked... peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like someone who had never hurt a soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Proximity detected. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step toward the back felt like marching toward execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were empty seats everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose the one diagonally in front of Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was perfect. Not too close, not too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhat safe!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he slowly sat down, he slightly turned his head toward Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This humiliation ritual has to start! The sooner, the better!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes settled on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it was easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t look up. He actually didn’t react or shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s eyes began to sting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Does blinking count as breaking the mission?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Normal blinking permitted. Avoid excessive interruption. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s not reassuring.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifteen minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl from the front glanced back, frowned, then followed his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispers began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Talk less, damn it! I don’t want him noticing me!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart pounded so loudly he was sure the entire class could hear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles finally moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He removed one earbud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to Blake—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to the teacher entering the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Class began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake kept staring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palms were sweating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never stared at someone this long in his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt invasive and wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this specific case, dangerous, like poking at a sleeping animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forty minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles shifted in his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes met Blake’s, this time with no glass reflection or angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just eye contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s breathing stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He’s scary, man. There is no emotion there behind his eyes.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty-eight minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty-nine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teacher’s voice faded into static.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’At least I’m not distracted by the lesson.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classroom slowly disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just the two of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles tilted his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty-two minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students had definitely noticed now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy two seats away snorted quietly. Someone whispered, \"Is he insane?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles still hadn’t looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not blinking excessively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... holding it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fifty-nine minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s throat felt dry enough to crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Myles could see through his skin, past the borrowed body, into the panic underneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles leaned back casually, folding his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ 1 hour reached. Mission complete. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake inhaled sharply, breaking eye contact first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Finally!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...This life is hard.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if nothing changed, relief flooded him so hard his vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reward: roulette skill ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I can’t believe I actually—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow fell over his desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles was standing beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class had ended, and he hadn’t even noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up close, Myles felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not cold. Not warm. Just heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve been looking at me for an hour,\" Myles said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s mouth went dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this another confession tactic?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words weren’t soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I must be crazy. There’s literally no one here now as a witness.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s pulse skyrocketed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he messed up here...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just like looking at you.\" He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Myles’ mouth twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t look amused or pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close enough that Blake could smell faint detergent and something metallic underneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then keep looking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze. \"...Huh, what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles’ voice dropped lower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you don’t miss the moment I get tired of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightened and then walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake sat there, blood roaring in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Warning. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system screen flickered violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s stomach dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What does that mean—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Critical Notice: Target psychological profile does not match source material. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s fingers went numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...What?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The text flickered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Recalibrating... ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ New Hidden Condition Unlocked. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words turned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Dear Host, do not let Myles Cortez become aware of the System. ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s blood ran ice-cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the classroom, Myles paused at the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And slowly, he turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking directly at him, or, more specifically, at the blank space that, from Blake’s perspective, was filled with the system screen.\u003C\u002Fp>",1050,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.266Z",1,"novelbin.me","5d45537d8c09679b106a7c5885c1eadcdbc9fedc728cebdc23136a402a2049a8","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-4","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-2",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]