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 cameras down?

as if she had not

baffled

The cameras… were down?

on, bring him inside. We’ll have a nice

men wearing a black shirt made a harsh chopping gesture to

could not speak

door closed, and

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

Blake raised his head.

Harvard’s shoulder. “Don’t worry,

wondered, Was… was he going to

of the men in black put on gloves and fetched

one held his

cutting off your own fingers, don’t you? Cut the remaining nine of them

way, you won’t be able to screw around

first thought that came to his

of his fingers, he’d be able to use his new identity as a disabled person to get some clicks. He could profit on

him. The man in black raised the

withdrew his hands at the speed of light. The knife

the kind of person Blake was. If he were to really aim,

was just

and he bowed repeatedly, knocking his head onto the ground again and again. “Please forgive

at him