[{"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-90":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},1690980,2159,"Chapter 90: I tried and succeeded (kinda)","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-90",90,"\u003Cp>At the end of it all, after sleeping through most of the storm in his own head, Blake came to a conclusion he wasn’t entirely sure he wouldn’t regret later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how he turned it, the outcome barely changed. Both options circled back to the same place, just through slightly different paths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So it wasn’t really about choosing something good, it was about choosing what was less bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, of course... that choice involved lying to Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake frowned faintly to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But was it really lying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t like he was fabricating everything from scratch. He had gotten hurt. He had fallen. The details were just... adjusted, made more acceptable and less suspicious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, after going back and forth with himself longer than he wanted to admit, Blake made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was going to school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because staying home would look worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles would definitely notice. And not just notice, he’d think, assuming something bad enough happened to keep Blake from showing up entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or well, just straight up suspect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that, of course, would only make things harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides, there was Asher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake still had responsibilities. He had agreed to guide him around, help him settle in. He couldn’t drop getting informations out of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, alright,\" Blake muttered under his breath, dragging a hand through his hair. \"I can do this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words sounded convincing enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even as he said them, something in his chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Could he really?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Blake came into view, the question was already there, basically impossibile to dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake barely had a second to brace himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing,\" he replied easily, keeping his tone as casual as possible. \"I just felt kind of weak yesterday. Lost my balance for a second.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrugged, like it wasn’t worth mentioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank goodness he has the mild concussion excuse in his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ended up scraping myself a bit against the counter. That’s all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simple and not too detailed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of all, somewhat believable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Myles had no way of knowing what had actually happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know about the \"fight\", or the branches, or the way Blake’s face had taken the worst of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those guys hadn’t seen any of that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That part also worked in Blake’s favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The key now was consistency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever Myles asked, Blake had to stay calm and normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that why you’re walking like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? Yeah, I mean, wait, like what?\" He let out a small, almost awkward laugh. \"I don’t think I’m walking that badly...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles’ gaze didn’t waver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re leaning on your left leg more than usual.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, Blake’s expression almost cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And how the hell did he notice something like that?! Seriously, who even pays attention to something so minor?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake exhaled quietly, nodding anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... I guess it hurts a bit, I slammed it across the chair.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief silence settled between them... not heavy, really, but not entirely light either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t like that, so he shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about you?\" he asked, tilting his head slightly. \"What did you do yesterday?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, almost seamlessly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about we go on another date again sometime?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hoped that it didn’t sound like a desperate attempt to change subject, because that’s exactly what it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time let’s go to your place. It’s been a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t answer immediately. He seemed to think about it, before finally giving a short nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake felt something in his chest loosen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not today, though,\" he added quickly. \"I’ve got to guide Asher around after school.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scratched the back of his neck, glancing away for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe the day after tomorrow? Since it’s Friday, it works better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bus slowed to a stop, doors hissing open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped off together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just ahead, those two were waiting for them...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Asher! Anthony!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two were already there, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged greetings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher, however, didn’t look entirely convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re okay already?\" he asked, eyes flicking briefly over Blake with guilt. \"You should’ve rested more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right...\" Anthony added, sighing heavily, looking even guiltier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, he apologized a million times over text the same day Blake was hit, he couldn’t shake off the fact he was the cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jeez, it’s not your fault, stop that mindset. I’m fine,\" Blake waved it off without hesitation. \"Seriously. And I’m getting checked soon anyway, so it’s not like I’m ignoring it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That seemed to ease things slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both still looked hesitant, like they wanted to say more, but didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t give them the chance to dwell on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" he said instead, clapping his hands lightly, \"what do you want to see today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher tilted his head, thinking. Seems like he had no idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hear me out. There’s a garden here, actually. Though, it needs permission to visit. Still, I’m pretty sure the teachers wouldn’t mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher’s eyes lit up almost instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A garden? What’s there? Is it big?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake smirked, folding his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s a secret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality he had absolutely no idea, since he had never seen it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had read about it on old notes, leftover materials from the previous Blake’s classes. Apparently, they had gone there once for some kind of project.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher let out a quiet laugh, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake reached over, patting Anthony’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way, when are we also hanging out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he consoled him a second ago, he couldn’t deny that, even now, a small part of him felt... off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not exactly angry or upset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just, something unresolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Anthony didn’t know anything. Whatever had happened wasn’t his fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there was no reason to treat him differently, now that he discovered Asher was always supposed to change schools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve got time next Monday. I was thinking of checking out some stuff in the science museum building.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sounds good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he had no clue what there was to do in a place like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they made it to class, Blake was already mentally checked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biology, of all subjects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slumped slightly in his seat, staring at the board with a blank expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t been good at it before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he certainly wasn’t good at it now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting out a quiet sigh, he stretched his arm slightly, and froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand had wrapped around his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked, looking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you holding my hand?\" he whispered, leaning just enough for his voice not to carry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t answer right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, his gaze was fixed on Blake’s wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers shifted slightly, brushing over the skin there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the plasters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s throat tightened, he genuinely didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t know what Myles was thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Myles let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression didn’t look angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But something about the atmosphere had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Mission: Fall asleep on Myles Cortez during class ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Time limit: 1 hour ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reward: 30 coins ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Penalty: Defence buff downgrade ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at the prompt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’You’ve got to be kidding me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rubbed his forehead slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been a while since he’d had to deal with something like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something so publicly embarrassing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, thirty coins, that wasn’t something he could just ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, poking Myles lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sleepy...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is your blood pressure low?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I just stayed up late finishing homework.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I lean on your desk?\" he asked, voice dropping slightly. \"There’s not enough space on mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles stared at him, long enough to make it awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake shifted carefully, resting his head down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it didn’t work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body felt too tense. His thoughts wouldn’t slow down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything felt... off and restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until a hand settled on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was so gentle it made him surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong?\" Myles murmured quietly. \"Can’t sleep?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a soft hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And little by little... the tension faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing evened out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And eventually, he fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s eyes opened slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he realized Myles’ hand was still resting on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake shot upright immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First instinct was to check for drool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately enough, there was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Okay, good.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How was it?\" Myles asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside, something felt strangely warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfamiliar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Why does my chest feel like this...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After classes ended, Blake stayed behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See you,\" he said, waving lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t move right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply stood there, staring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That whole bully thing...\" Blake added quickly. \"It’s not happening again. I’m not getting into fights.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles didn’t look convinced, not even a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But eventually, he turned and left... after a lot of pushing and promises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake exhaled, then turned back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Asher.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teacher had already given permission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No surprise there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher practically became every teacher’s favorite in a matter of weeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now, they stood in front of the garden door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake pulled out the key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning it until the lock clicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The view inside caught him completely off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The garden was quite beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far more than he expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colors layered over colors, sunlight filtering through leaves, soft wind brushing through petals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Blake just stood there, then stepped inside, Asher following.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved slowly, almost instinctively reaching out to brush against flowers, leaves, anything within reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt... peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher looked over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you going to transfer schools again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question lingered in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, something shifted. The atmosphere was quite different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asher didn’t answer immediately, he just looked at Blake.\u003C\u002Fp>",1656,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","f722bb451291ce638715ff3b617fc6d246e2e59550342f84c137a043d19a3a5b","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-91","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-89",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]