[{"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-75":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},1690965,2159,"Chapter 75: On the news","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-75",75,"\u003Cp>\"Tomorrow, after school... can you come over again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles turned his head toward him, already picking up his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. I will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over to the bed, reaching out to fix a stray lock of Blake’s hair without much thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t slack off. Drink properly. And don’t forget to eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eh, I won’t...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t much conviction behind it, but still, it’s not like he could avoid doing basic human things just to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Call me if you’re feeling too sick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile tugged at Blake’s lips, but he forced it down. At least, he thought he managed to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yup. Will do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles gave a small nod, then turned and walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door clicked shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, the apartment fell quiet again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a slow breath, sinking deeper into the pillows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...crazy.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Showing up uninvited, groceries in hand. Cleaning his place like it was second nature. Taking care of him like it wasn’t even a big deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere along the way, things had truly shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just so much closer now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake frowned slightly, staring at the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t feel completely at ease about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I ended up on the receiving side, instead of the giving one. I mean, I guess it has to happen every once in a while, but still...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought sat weirdly with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like when someone comes over to your house and you just completely fail as a host. No snacks, no drinks, not even a decent place for them to sit. Everything messy, unprepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was kind of rude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most especially, kind of embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, somehow, he was the one being taken care of instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch. Next time, I’ll be taking care of him, instead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with that uncomfortable feeling twisting in his chest, he couldn’t deny it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt... a little giddy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake turned his head slightly, staring at the now-closed door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’He said he’ll come again tomorrow...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone made something in his chest feel lighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was pretty annoying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He huffed quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in all of that, he’d completely forgotten about the mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that he could’ve done anything anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could barely sit up straight without tipping over, let alone pull off anything remotely complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I mean... it’s not like he’d consider today a good memory. Me half-dead, practically collapsing on him...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake groaned softly, dragging a hand over his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, great impression.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was also why he asked him to come again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even know if he’d feel better by tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if not, there was always the day after, or the one after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...ugh. I’m bored.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully, Blake pushed himself up, pausing for a second as his vision swayed slightly. Once it settled, he swung his legs off the bed and stood, moving slowly toward the stack of boxes near the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were still half-unpacked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mix of random things stuffed inside, books, games, old stuff he hadn’t sorted through properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched down, opening one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s see...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers brushed over a few covers, pushing things aside until one title caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Not So Typical Transmigration!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh. Looks pretty lame.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake picked it up, turning it slightly in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cover was dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over-the-top, even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This looks ridiculous, jeez.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making his way back to the bed, he dropped down carefully, settling into the pillows again before opening the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he didn’t expect much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just something to pass the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something to keep his mind busy so he wouldn’t focus on how awful he felt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flipped the first page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, I think I’m getting the hang of this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked as he took a look at few more pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes moved faster now, scanning through the lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pacing was weirdly good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main character was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of idiot is this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not in a bad way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More like entertainingly reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake shifted slightly, pulling the blanket up as he kept reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plot twisted in ways he didn’t expect. The dialogue was sharp, occasionally dumb, but self-aware enough to make it work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...this is actually decent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone was surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this wasn’t even his usual thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transmigration stories? Alternate worlds? Overpowered leads fumbling their way through situations?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never really cared for that genre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or at least, that’s what he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a quiet breath, turning another page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Guess I do like it. The more you know.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time slipped by without him noticing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dull ache in his head faded into the background. The nausea, while still there, became manageable, easy enough to ignore when he was focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, he shifted positions again, curling slightly into the blankets as he read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was completely absorbed, with no overthinking or complicated feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...what happens next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...seriously?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a small laugh, immediately regretting it as his head throbbed slightly, but still, it was worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, though, his eyes started to feel heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not from boredom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From actual fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...mm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let the book rest against his chest, staring at the ceiling for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then reached over, grabbing the remote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The TV flickered on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he didn’t really pay attention, just background noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something to fill the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted lazily across the screen, unfocused, until...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked, his eyes sharpening slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The program was already running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure stood at the center of the screen, framed dramatically, the lighting just right to make him look more imposing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trail-X.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake squinted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed himself up slightly, ignoring the faint protest from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That voice, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was altered, deeper and more controlled, it really did resemble Asher so much, now that he knew him in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s him. He isn’t that good at hiding it. Just, he looks completely different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The costume, the posture, the presence, it all came together in a way that made him almost unrecognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he acted like someone who actually belonged in that role. Of the virtuous hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake tilted his head slightly, studying him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s kind of insane...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camera shifted and, with it, the also setting changed to a more serious one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s expression slowly stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows drew together as he listened. This was am official statement regarding...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The masked criminal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s fingers tightened slightly around the blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...who infiltrated AOP...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stomach twisted faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And caused significant disruption...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression flattened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and injured staff members. Right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were talking about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a quiet breath, dragging a hand down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of course they were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What else did he expect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pat on the back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The broadcast continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trail-X, Asher, spoke with calm assurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The culprit would be caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Measures were already being taken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no need for concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was under control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, sure. They’re lying to you about me injuring anyone for fun, dude. You ain’t never gonna catch me if you get tricked like that.\" Blake muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, his eyes stayed on the screen, on Asher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, that masked intruder was just some criminal, not the guy he talked to yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake scratched the back of his head, exhaling slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a bit awkward.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than awkward, honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still, logically speaking, he was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had connected anything, and there was no evidence or reason for suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was completely safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why does this feel kind of bad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shifted slightly, pulling the blanket up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t guilt, not exactly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was simply uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake glanced back at the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the calm, confident expression behind the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...good luck with that,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, another thought crept in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he was stuck here, sick and out of commission, things wouldn’t just stop, of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People would keep moving and interacting, without him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And Asher...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They already knew each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if Anthony wasn’t around...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They might end up hanging out more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without meaning to, even without planning it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just, naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s grip on the blanket tightened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That’s not great. But then again, Myles doesn’t trust people that easily, I know that best. Besides, he still doesn’t seem to like Asher.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled slowly, closing his eyes for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing had changed and he still had a role and still had a goal, being sick didn’t change that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened one eye, glancing back at the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trail-X stood there, a bit more composed than the guy who was actually behind the mask, finishing his statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More confident, certain and completely unaware like a naive child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a quiet huff, sinking back into the pillow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was getting even more complicated than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had a feeling this was still only the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>",1510,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","3e222c8829c2c7d6f0a972f580a606b71c7945c01747cf942106a472bc6d8a8d","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-76","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-74",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]