The thread called "reason" in Boruto's head finally snapped under Miki Yūya's relentless barrage of "blows."
But he didn't dare fight back.
He really didn't.
What if he threw a punch and killed this "ordinary villager"? That would be murder! A serious crime!
As Boruto clutched his head, his thoughts a muddled mess, tears welling in his eyes from hurt and humiliation, Miki Yūya clearly had no intention of letting this "fertilized egg" off the hook.
"Run! Keep running!
Weren't you acting pretty cocky just now?"
Seeing Miki Yūya charge at him, Boruto jolted in fright, instinctively turning to flee, no different from Konohamaru.
And so, an utterly absurd scene unfolded outside Konoha.
"You lousy outsider! How dare you run wild in Konoha!"
Smack!
A stone struck Boruto squarely in the back of the head.
"Ow!"
Boruto cried out, clutching his head as he stumbled two steps. At last, he couldn't hold back his tears.
"Stop hitting me! So what if I'm a ninja?
I'm the Hokage's son!"
"So what if you're the Hokage's son?
Does being the Hokage's son give you the right to look down on villagers?"
"I wasn't looking down on villagers! This wasn't about villagers!"
Boruto felt like crying, but had no tears left.
Miki Yūya wasn't buying it. His footwork shifted strangely, and he accelerated in an instant, flashing to Boruto's side like a phantom. Before Boruto could react, he felt a gust sweep past him. By the time he turned toward Miki Yūya, a shoe sole was already in his face.
Bam!
Another kick sent Boruto flying.
"Pah!!"
"Weak is weak. You're not even as good as Konohamaru, that criminal's grandson. What a useless piece of trash. You're some Hokage's son? If any Hokage had a son as useless as you, he'd be too