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!

are the cameras down?

right by as if she had not

baffled

The cameras… were down?

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

men wearing a black shirt made a harsh chopping gesture to

could not

closed, and Harvard lost

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

Blake raised his head.

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

Was… was he going to be

the men in black put on gloves and fetched a chopping knife

one held

own fingers, don’t you? Cut the

you won’t be able to screw around for

did not know why the first thought that came to

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

caught his eye and distracted him. The man

of light. The knife landed on the chopping

know the kind of person Blake was. If he were

was just

ground again and

stared at him