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

walked right by as

baffled

The cameras… were down?

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

of the men wearing a

could not

and

Blake were all crowded in a tiny rented room, making

Blake raised his head.

the men in black tapped Harvard’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, we’re nice.

Was… was he

put on

one held his

your own fingers,

able to screw

why the first thought that

of his fingers, he’d be able to use his new identity as a disabled person to

his eye and distracted him. The man in black raised the knife, bringing

hands at the speed of

Blake was. If he were to

was just

his head onto the ground again and again. “Please forgive me, please! I’ll never do it

stared at him