[{"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-98":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},1690988,2159,"Chapter 98: I shouldn’t get too comfortable","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-98",98,"\u003Cp>\"You’re awake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening his eyes to unfamiliar blankets already felt strange enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mattress was different too. Firmer than what he was used to. The room quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most noticeable of all, though, was the scent surrounding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clean fabric. Faint soap. Something colder underneath it all that smelled distinctly like Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh...\" Blake rubbed at his eyes slowly, his voice still rough with sleep. \"Seems early. What time is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his brain gradually caught up, he finally realized something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head was resting directly on Myles’ thighs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a full two seconds, he simply stared upward blankly, still too half-asleep for panic to properly kick in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it hit him all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jerked slightly, trying to sit upright immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could move far, a hand slid behind the back of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles calmly pushed him back down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sleep more,\" he said quietly. \"It’s six in the morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stiffened instantly against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was definitely not helping, like at all. His head was literally on Myles’ lap, and somehow he was acting like this was the most normal situation in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared upward in horrified silence while his sleepy brain struggled desperately to process reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was absolutely no way he could fall asleep again like this, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you even awake this early?\" Blake finally asked after clearing his throat awkwardly. \"It’s Saturday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles tapped lightly against the top of Blake’s head with two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m a morning person.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I guess I can believe that...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake sighed softly, then yawned, then froze again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows furrowed slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did I even end up like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice had already gotten all groggy again somehow, feeling sleepy despite the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was his brain getting sleepy again while laying there? That definitely should not have been happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You move a lot while sleeping.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake frowned sleepily while trying to reconstruct the night. He vaguely remembered turning over several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without thinking much about it, he lifted one hand and lightly palmed at the fabric near Myles’ thighs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because what if he drooled in his sleep or something equally horrifying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Myles?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mhm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did I drool on you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Blake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Yeah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Blake realize his hand was maybe touching a bit too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Oh...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awkwardly, Blake pulled his hand back toward himself and shut his eyes again immediately, pretending none of that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’God, this is embarrassing.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... the feeling of Myles’ hand moving slowly through his hair made his chest flutter slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he was getting sleepy again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body practically melted against the warmth beneath him before he could stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just for a little longer, he thought vaguely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he fell asleep again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second time Blake woke up, the warmth was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked slowly at the ceiling before sitting up with a stretch, rubbing at his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bed beside him was empty, and now sunlight was slipping through the curtains properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake yawned again, then paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something smelled really good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still half-awake, he pushed himself out of bed and wandered toward the kitchen, dragging his feet slightly against the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The closer he got, the stronger the smell became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eggs and toast, along with something buttery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake rubbed one eye while entering the kitchen quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles stood by the stove with his back turned, cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinning tiredly, Blake walked up behind him as silently as possible before suddenly grabbing both his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing happened, but it wasn’t as if Blake found that unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles simply turned his head slightly toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you want juice?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake immediately felt awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Why did this feel so domestic?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like they’d done this for years already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake scratched awkwardly at the back of his head. \"I’m pretty sure you don’t even have juice. I checked your fridge yesterday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles stared down at him quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised an eyebrow. ’Why is he looking at me like that...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have oranges.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can squeeze them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, there’s no need for that, don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles turned back toward the counter without answering, which meant he was doing it anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake sighed quietly to himself before peeking toward the stove instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eggs sizzling lightly in the pan. Toast already stacked neatly nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, everything looked ridiculously good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And unfairly aesthetic somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did even breakfast look intimidating when Myles made it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake eventually sat down at the table, chin resting lazily against his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should’ve woken me up,\" he complained lightly. \"I could’ve helped.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A plate was placed carefully in front of him, then a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked up automatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up, smiling without thinking much about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles paused, then stared again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it? Earlier too, you stared.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake tilted his head in confusion just as Myles reached over calmly and tugged Blake’s shirt back up onto his shoulder where it had slipped down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, right... the oversized sleep shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake suddenly remembered how loose it was on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And how long it had apparently been hanging off his shoulder already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks,\" he repeated awkwardly this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles sat down across from him as though nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake quickly focused on eating instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eggs were soft and fluffy. The toast perfectly crisp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly offensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How is he so good at everything? Ugh!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence settled again, though not uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake drank some juice before speaking up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, what should we do today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can decide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake leaned back slightly in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, that was difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d already gone to an amusement park before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Movies apparently led directly to psychological warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Blake honestly didn’t know much about romance beyond things he’d seen in dramas and films.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most date ideas also required money, which he definitely did not have much of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze drifted toward the massive windows nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this high up, the city stretched endlessly below them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buildings layered beneath soft morning sunlight. Streets already filling slowly with movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe malls or crowded places weren’t the best option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, it was already a miracle Myles enjoyed the amusement park as much as he did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Mission: Be carried by Myles Cortez ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Time limit: 1 day ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Reward: 50 coins ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Penalty: forced distance ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared blankly out the window while internally reading the mission with increasing disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Seriously? What is this, did Spoon read a bad teenage fiction?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already shameless before, but now it truly wasn’t getting any better, really.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, mountains suddenly came to mind. Since city life wasn’t in Myles’ interest, then something a bit more natural could make things funnier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Would’ve preferred the beach, but it’s pretty far from here...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake sighed quietly before turning back toward Myles casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Would going to the mountains sound good?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. We should buy groceries first before going.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake laughed softly. \"Look at you being practical.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, though, Blake was panicking slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How exactly was he supposed to get carried by Myles naturally?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Should I just ask? Nah, that wouldn’t even work, right...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake immediately shoved that thought away before his dignity suffered further damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way, mountains definitely gave him opportunities for that to happen, at least more than sitting indoors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time breakfast ended, Blake headed toward the bathroom to change back into yesterday’s clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully he’d worn a short-sleeved shirt underneath his hoodie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise he genuinely would’ve died from the heat later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he got out of the bathroom, he saw Myles already dressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light black long sleeves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grey pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single, clean outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles glanced toward him before casually reaching out to fix a particularly messy section of Blake’s hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t forget anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake instinctively held up his backpack. \"Everything’s in here, don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, grinning, he lifted his wrist too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The watch Myles had given him rested there comfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See? I’ve got everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles hummed quietly while putting on his shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, they finally left the apartment complex together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning air greeted them immediately outside. It was cooler than expected despite the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stretched his arms slightly while walking beside Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So where do you usually buy food?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s a store nearby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, the grocery store Myles goes to daily looked surprisingly normal both from the inside and outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Why was I even expecting something weird...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, seeing Myles push a shopping basket around almost short-circuited Blake’s brain again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because why did normal activities feel bizarrely intimate around him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They picked simple foods for lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sandwich ingredients, fruit, bottled drinks, packaged snacks easy to carry around...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake mostly tossed random things into the basket while Myles occasionally removed objectively terrible choices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You do not need this much sugar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? Why not. I want it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually they reached the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake was still holding a pack of chips while Myles unloaded items calmly onto the conveyor belt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Blake looked up, and paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cashier was staring directly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright ginger hair and sharp blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind of face that looked permanently snappy even while expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the way he looked at him felt strangely intense, like he was trying to understand something...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked once, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cashier’s gaze flicked briefly toward Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back to Blake again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somehow, the atmosphere suddenly felt a little strange.\u003C\u002Fp>",1572,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","161849ee4c4212793df85664b64a7b06429ac0f59ea9c1e7a83226cc3c95e030","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-99","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-97",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]