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!

strange. Why are the

right by as if she had not

baffled

The cameras… were down?

“Come on, bring

to shout, when one of the men wearing a black shirt made

not

door closed, and Harvard lost all

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

Blake raised his head.

shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’re nice. We won’t

he going

put on gloves and

held his hand

your own fingers,

be able

first thought that came

new identity as a disabled person to get some

caught his eye and distracted him. The

at the speed of light. The

Blake was. If he were to really

was just scaring

of color, and he bowed repeatedly, knocking his head onto the ground again and again. “Please forgive me, please! I’ll never do it again, I’m

at him