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!

happen again,

then spoke with a bitter tone, “I should

his mother

were so preoccupied and neglectful, as long as the

boy’s parents discovered the

night, the boy’s father

father killed you? How did you manage to board the train? Did you board before or after your death? And

was a pity that the pan had been struck too forcefully, and the ghost with the head had been completely

Josh was momentarily speechless…

him too

to uncover the identity of the murderer and

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

all along, simply striving to provide a

it had ended up

indescribable complexity. As a result of exerting too much force earlier, his

moment, fatigue had taken over

he understood

trembled uncontrollably, causing the frying pan to slip from his

nets and carefully

the other items strewn about, moving slowly, giving Josh

despite his efforts, Josh’s hands were still

this, remembered something, and swiftly retrieved

Drake

the water from the ice pond that their sister

in a bathtub, somehow it felt purer than

it, Josh could not resist

his surprise, a single sip of the water dispelled the

of inexhaustible strength coursing through his body, urging him

hands, Josh grabbed the water and poured it

Beyond the woods…

setting up cartoons for her, he felt a sense

the cartoons without wandering around,

Alban’s arm, prompting him to halt

he had to address the dark aura on his arm; otherwise, it