Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Harvard was beaten up on the ground. Everyone else at home had gone to work or school.

“Who are you…!” He was shocked and terrified.

Blake smirked, raising his eyebrows. “You got quite a bit of traction off me, I thought you’d recognize me.”

It was only then that Harvard realized that it was Blake. Yes, that was the guy he’d been editing videos of!

“Y-you… It’s illegal to beat people up!” He said in a panic.

Blake thought to himself, Oh, that’s fine. You aren’t scared of anything, why should I be?

A strange fear crept into Harvard’s chest from the sight of Blake’s stance, and his lip began to tremble. “D-don’t go too far! There are cameras around…”

Just as he had finished speaking, he saw a familiar figure walking over. It was his landlord!

Harvard cried out, “Help! Madam, I’m being attacked!”

Gemma had a mug of tea in her hands, and took a hearty sip. “Aah~ tea in the summer really is the best!”

Harvard was speechless.

To think that she was in the mood for tea!

Why are the cameras down? I’m going to check them

by as

baffled by

The cameras… were down?

a hand. “Come on, bring him inside. We’ll have

men wearing a black shirt made a harsh chopping gesture

could not

and Harvard

t-shirts and Blake were all crowded in a tiny rented room, making it a

Blake raised his head.

black tapped Harvard’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’re nice. We won’t make

wondered, Was… was he going to be

men in black put on gloves and fetched a chopping knife from

held his

fingers, don’t you?

be able to screw around

not know why the first thought that came to his head was

identity as a disabled person to get some clicks. He could profit on sympathy, that would

of metal caught his eye and distracted him. The man in black

at the speed of light.

the kind of person Blake was. If he were to really aim, he would never

just scaring

repeatedly, knocking his head onto the ground

at