Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

The head hovered on the verge of oblivion, on the brink of dissipating completely, but it was struck with the frying pan once again.

Silence enveloped the surroundings for a long moment.

However, the truth talisman remained firmly attached to the head. As long as even a trace of lingering resentment remained, it compelled the head to continue divulging its dark secrets.

“I asked that woman to help me take the photos. Each photo cost a dollar,” it confessed.

Naturally, the price would increase if the scope of the request expanded.

Every day, without fail, he would spend one or two hundred dollars purchasing photos from that woman.

But gradually, he was no longer satisfied.

“One day, I encountered a young boy from my neighborhood who had just returned home from school…”

“I knew him well. I had been observing him for quite some time. His parents were always occupied, and on certain days, they would drop him off at the community gate before rushing off to work overtime.”

On that particular day, the little boy walked home alone, holding two buns.

Hex guessed that those two buns would serve as his dinner for the night.

There was no one else in his family—no grandparents or relatives who could pick him up. If there were, surely they would have been there for him.

“So, I gathered my courage and approached him,” the head continued.

“Children are easily swayed. I told him I was his neighbor, expressing concern about his busy parents. How could it be alright for him to have buns for dinner? I invited him to my house for dinner, promising that I had Ultraman there…”

In this way, the child was lured away.

Of course, the child was not spared.

“I didn’t kill him in the end,” the head claimed. A tinge of regret seeped into its voice, “I merely threatened him, warning him not to tell anything to his parents. I made it clear that if he did, I would subject him to the same treatment next time.”

Josh tightened his grip on the frying pan, and once again smacked it with a resounding impact.

This time, the ghost head let out a puff of air, unable to maintain its form, and dispersed into a cloud of black mist.

“Even if he didn’t tell his parents, you would have treated him the same way next time!”

This is madness!

would happen again, there were no signs of

head ghost remained silent for a moment, then spoke with

his mother noticed something

the child’s parents were so preoccupied and neglectful, as long as the child remained silent, the adults would

the boy’s parents discovered

night, the boy’s father

killed you? How did you manage to board the train? Did you board

the ghost with the head had been completely obliterated, transforming into a wisp of black

Josh was momentarily speechless…

him

would be enough to uncover the identity of the murderer and unravel the circumstances of the

was somewhat deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would

father had been tirelessly working all along, simply striving to

it had ended up like

overwhelmed with indescribable complexity. As a result of exerting too much force earlier, his legs gave way, causing him to collapse to the

fatigue had taken over

this very instant, a wave of empathy washed over Josh as he understood Lilly’s emotions

trembled uncontrollably, causing the frying pan to slip from his

for Josh’s schoolbag, collecting the scattered nets and carefully

strewn about, moving slowly, giving Josh

efforts, Josh’s

furrowed his brow upon seeing this, remembered something, and swiftly retrieved a water

a drink,” Drake

water from the ice pond that their sister had given

a bathtub, somehow it felt purer than any filtered

could

dispelled the weariness of an all-nighter, infusing him

stranger was the sensation of inexhaustible strength coursing through

Josh grabbed the water and poured it down

Beyond the woods…

in a hurry. After seeing his sister off and setting up

obediently watch the cartoons without wandering around, he could not help but

enveloped Alban’s arm, prompting him to halt as he reached the outskirts of the

his arm; otherwise, it might have