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?

walked right by as if she had not

was baffled by

The cameras… were down?

on, bring him inside.

of the men wearing a black shirt made a harsh chopping

could not

and Harvard lost

crowded in a tiny

Blake raised his head.

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

was he going to be

black put on gloves and fetched a chopping knife from

one held

coldly. “You enjoy cutting off your own fingers, don’t you? Cut the remaining nine of

way, you won’t be able to screw around

that came to his head was not to

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

The

of light. The

Blake was. If he were to really aim, he

just

of color, and he bowed repeatedly, knocking his head onto the ground again

at