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!

to herself, “How strange. Why are the cameras down? I’m going to

walked right by as if she had not

baffled

The cameras… were down?

on, bring him inside.

of the men wearing a black shirt made

not speak

and Harvard lost

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

Blake raised his head.

Harvard’s shoulder.

he

put on gloves and fetched

held

enjoy cutting off your own fingers, don’t you? Cut the

able to screw around for traction

did not know why the first thought that came to his

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

The man in black raised the knife, bringing it down

his hands at the speed of light. The knife landed on

know the kind of person Blake was. If he were

just scaring

bowed repeatedly, knocking his head onto the ground again and again. “Please forgive me, please!

stared at him