[{"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-56":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},1690946,2159,"Chapter 56: Am I being unreasonable...","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-56",56,"\u003Cp>Beep!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ack?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a nice morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, of course, the rest of it was going to be even nicer, since today was the day he went on a date with Myles, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was 8:40 a.m., rather early for someone who just likes to sleep on holidays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting up from the floor, Blake stretched, yawning as he walked toward the wardrobe, already anticipating his struggles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His last outfit picking had been difficult enough, but now it was simply worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Man, what the hell do I even choose... this is like, our first official date, not a school project outing. The better question is how will he dress?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake wasn’t even sure if Myles was taking this as a date seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did agree to it but, from someone as weird as him, you could expect anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who knows, maybe he accepted just to kill me once and for all...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughing, he picked out a matching dark navy shirt and shorts set. He let the short-sleeved button-down hang open over a plain white T-shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Umm, I look casual but nice I guess? This is the nicest light outfit I own...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside there was a scorching hot sun, he was not going to sweat like a pig on top of trying to entertain Myles, who was definitely not going to have fun at an amusement park.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picking up his phone, Blake smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles was already at the bus stop, waiting for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Going out, he felt almost excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Mission: Make Myles Cortez smile ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Time limit: 1 day ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Favorability level: 8 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Penalty: ??? ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, of course, since when did the system let him interact with Myles normally for a full day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Are you shitting me right now... it’s already a miracle he shows his face, and you want me to make him smile?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course many questions also araised with this: what counts as a smile? A small twitch? A smirk? Did it have to be in front of him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that it was ideal to make Myles smile in front of him, ear to ear, but that was quite honestly unachievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching their meeting point, he spotted him immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Ah, he looks nice but... isn’t he hot, dressed like that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was wearing such ordinary clothes that Blake felt stupid for trying to look nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t he just look like the hopeless idiot who thought about this being a date?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not like he didn’t expect the outcome, so he was quite unfazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Myles!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning towards him, he simply gave a wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is such a nice day, we’re going to have plenty of fun!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, seems like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus arrived not long after, doors opening with a loud hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stepped in first, glancing back just to make sure Myles was following, which, of course, he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They found seats side by side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ride was going to be thirty-five, maybe forty minutes, plenty of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or just too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake leaned back, exhaling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake tilted his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren’t you hot?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seriously?\" Blake gestured vaguely at him. \"Long sleeves, pants, dark colors... in this weather? I’m sweating just looking at you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, when was Myles not fine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a small laugh, shaking his head, then paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles’ gaze had shifted down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake followed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was looking at his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could think too much about it, Myles reached out, asingle finger poking right on his knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aren’t you cold?\" Myles asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tone was flat, as usual, but his hand stayed just a fraction longer than necessary before pulling away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked, a little puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cold?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dressed like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something about the way he said it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It m, of course, was not teasing or even particularly concerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is this some kind of improvement? Him caring about me freezing to death in a scorching hot day?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake laughed, maybe a bit louder than he normally would around Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, I’m not cold. I’m actually dying from the heat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shifting slightly, he crossed one leg over the other before quickly uncrossing it again, deciding that somehow made it worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway,\" Blake continued, pulling out his phone, \"we should probably figure out breakfast, right? I’m starving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened a map app, scrolling through nearby places.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s this one, looks decent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or maybe this one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake paused mid-scroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly turning his head, he looked at Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah okay, but which one do you like?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can eat whatever, so it doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he could, Blake already knew his whole act and everything, but still, that didn’t really help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Becausewhateverdidn’t meanlikes everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just meant he wouldn’t complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which, honestly, might make things worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake went back to scrolling, slower now, more careful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his hungry eyes kept drifting toward cafés with sweet menus: pancakes, pastries, overly sugary drinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His kind of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What if he hates sweets?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like something he’d do. There were so many villains with this weird, edgy, anti-happiness trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake frowned slightly at his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could spiral any further, a finger tapped his screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go to this one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked, then looked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, objectively, the nicest one on the list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet-focused, cozy, not overly flashy, and the price range wasn’t all that ridiculous, either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Eh, but is this really his taste or what?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at it for a moment, then at Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You sure?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no hesitation, as usual, so he couldn’t really tell if he was being honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a quiet breath he didn’t even realize he was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, that works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least one problem down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Putting his phone back into his pocket, Blake leaned back slightly, then paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake tilted his head, squinting just a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your bangs are kinda in your eyes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you not sleep well or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a brief pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles looked at him, then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was just busy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake smiled awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Busy doing what, exactly?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not ask, since he valued his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds passed in silence before Myles spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why were you walking like that earlier?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Walking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At the bus stop, you were stiff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake tilted his head, genuinely confused for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Oh, right, maybe he’s talking about the bruises.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a big one on his chest. A few on the abdomen. To top it off, there was one hand mark on his shoulder that was definitely not subtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The painkillers were doing their job, but not perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for someone like Myles...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah, no way he didn’t notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, that? It’s nothing. I’ve just been walking around too much during the break, my legs are kinda stiff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t reply immediately, just looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake clapped his hands together lightly, shifting the mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway! Have you ever been to this amusement park before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, seriously?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I walked on the ground there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at him, then sighed, feeling a bit disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Of course you did!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sounded about right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recovering quickly, Blake grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, I’ve never been, so this is our first time. Together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slightly, giving him a wink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Pretty romantic, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing followed, not even a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake held the expression for a second longer before dropping it like nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yeah, I expected that.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little bit ofsecond hand embarrassment wasn’t going to kill him anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus suddenly jolted hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake wasn’t sitting by the window, so the sudden movement sent him sliding sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Whoa—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could fall, an arm firmly wrapped around his shoulder, pulling him back closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s breath caught for half a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything felt weirdly still, way too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brain just... stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re going to fall, be careful\" Myles said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake did not respond at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked, snapping back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embarrassed, he quickly stood up, stepping off the bus alongside Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his feet hit the ground, he exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt warmer, brighter and louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were close now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The amusement park stood ahead, colorful and noisy, filled with people and movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s heart was still beating a little too fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Calm down... it’s not a big deal.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a normal thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking toward the entrance, Blake shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to act natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his eyes caught something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of stalls lined the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colorful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absolutely ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headbands with bunny ears. Mouse ears. Sparkly things. Fluffy things. Things that should honestly be illegal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s expression lit up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, this was perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning slightly, he tapped Myles’ shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake pointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should wear those.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1505,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","2050d8f299ae7173dbcbf4c3daae8531c57d84d5a43e34ff5bffdb513387ef72","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-57","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-55",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]