Shinobi bullying

Parte 4

This time I also tried to make a small drawing, with the new chapter of the story. As you can well see, I am an artist only with words haha

Ch4

- Are you sure you can still fight, Erika? -

- Yes, I'm fine...I can do it -

I watched Shino sensei walk away, still worried about my new passing out, and I saw him say something to Sarada, definitely informing her of my decision to fight her. Sarada had recently defeated Chocho, it had been a good fight, and the heir of the Akimichi clan had proudly displayed the results of her secret training with her father. But even a girl the size of a giant could not scare the princess of the sharingan and Sarada had been good at dodging all of Chocho's blows and taking advantage of a distraction from her to briefly blind the girl so that she could strike her huge ankles.

When Chocho had fallen to the ground the arena had been shaken as if by an earthquake, and I almost feared that the grandstand, from which we were watching the fights, might collapse at any moment. I regretted had not been able to watch the other fights of my classmates, which must have been just as interesting, but the battle with Boruto had been too hard for my physique, and despite the intervention of Shino sensei, who had given me pills to slightly recharge my chakra, I still felt weak and struggled to stand. But I couldn't back down, all my comrades had fought twice and I didn't want to be outdone...and I especially didn't want Sarada to miss an opportunity to show again everyone her talent and make it clear how superior she was to all of us.

"If I have to be beaten to a pulp for this....so be it" I said to myself as my classmate elegantly jumped inside the arena and I prepared to do the same.

When we were finally face to face, I looked at the grandstand where I saw that all our classmates had their eyes fixed on us, perhaps curious to see if "the big loser" Erika could pull off another miracle, managing to defeat the heir to the Uchiha clan after beating the son of the seventh Hokage.

I knew very well that I could never have pulled it off. Even with my full strength, Sarada was much stronger than I was and she was not as stupid as Boruto, she would never have fallen into those traps that had knocked out the golden-haired boy. But if I had the chance, would I really have wanted to defeat her? Something inside me told me that I could not accept Sarada suffering such public humiliation, not because of a loser like me, not because of her own slave.

"Slave" it was hard to get used to that word, to get used to being another person's property, to no longer be free to do or say what you wanted, to depend on someone else's will for everything. But what had that freedom brought me over the years? I had no friends, I was a mediocre student and a kunoichi who had only managed to make good jutsu by some divine miracle...in short, the free Erika was just a loser. What could I have been instead by following the orders of someone as infinitely superior as Sarada? The confrontation with Boruto had given me a clue, that seemingly insane order from my Mistress had pushed me beyond my limits and I had managed to do what I thought was never possible, defeat one of the two strongest shinobi of my generation.

"Who am I kidding, I didn't do that to be a better kunoichi," I told myself, thinking that I was following Sarada's orders for another, simpler, more selfish reason...it made me happy, that monster hidden inside me was happy, that monster who longed to be humiliated and mocked, bossed around and beaten to a pulp. By Sarada and no one else...well besides her mother but it was the same thing, wasn't it?

- The fight begins on my signal. You are tired, girls, so don't overdo it, I have no desire to take one of my students to the hospital - Shino sensei said, but I wasn't really listening to him, too worried about my legs that seemed to fall under my weight at any moment.