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!

“How strange. Why are the cameras down?

right by as if

was baffled

The cameras… were down?

hand. “Come on, bring him

shout, when one of the men wearing

could not

closed, and Harvard lost all

t-shirts and Blake were all crowded in

Blake raised his head.

Harvard’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’re nice.

he going

enough, one of the men in black put on

held

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

you won’t be able to screw

thought that came to his

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

caught his eye and distracted him. The man in

at the speed of light. The knife landed on

the kind of person Blake was. If he were to

was just

onto the ground again and again. “Please forgive me,

stared at