The Missing Prince

Chapter 11☑️

Boruto Pov:

My stomach growls viciously, painfully reminding me that I hadn't eaten in a week. I growl back at my stomach hoping it will keep it's complaints to itself.

"Look what we have here. An ugly little street rat hiding in the gutter." A pig-nosed boy says to his equally ugly lackeys.

Fucking upper class bastards. Didn't they have anything better to do like finding a personality or attending fundraising events for brainless sheep like themselves?

For the past three days that I've been in the kingdom of Konoha these ugly, needy sons of bitches had come everyday to torment me.

"Look what we have here. A stupid, arrogant bastard that's uglier than a rat. Y'know." I spit back irritated. I've put up with their bullying for two days longer than I would for anyone else.

His lackeys laugh at him.

"You! Take that back." He snarls, crimson embarassment plastered on his face. He looks instantly more pigish than before.

"Go cry to Mama you idiotic pig." I snap. His lackeys are almost on the floor laughing.

He turns to them and screams "You know who'll be laughing when I get my father to dump your asses out on he street? Me. That gutter rat is not funny!"

His head swivels every which way before he notices that I've already walked off, hands behind my head and whistling a tune.

"GET HIM!" He shouts. His two 'friends' chase after me. The pig kid comes running when he realises that he's the only one in the alley. I hear the rush of air behind me and duck. The bully is thrown off balance and wobbles. I spin behind him, kicking his large behind so that his head crashes into a bin. The second bully goes for a high kick. I bring up my hand to block.

"Water style: bullet attack!" Ugly number two yells when he realises his kick failed. I drop down to the ground, the attack flying overhead. Ugly number one gets up from the trash and ugly number two smashes his foot down. I roll to the side and bounce to my feet. I'll show him how your supposed to kick. I jump, simultaneously avoiding a tackle by ugly number one and gaining momentum for a proper kick.

Ugly number two's eyes widen in fear as my heel crashes into his buck teeth. I land off to the side of ugly number two.

Ugly number one is back at it again, senselessly trying to ram into me.

I sweep my foot upwards and to the left as ugly number one goes in for another barrel tackle. My foot makes a perfect connection with the side of his face and he goes down without a second thought.

"Earth style: mud trap!" Ironically the pig-nosed kid yells. I backflip over his head with little thought and push him. He falls flat on his face, caught in his own trap. His squeals set me on a giggling fit as I walk away.

"I'll get you!" He screams, all the while yelling for his friends to get up and get him out. I don't feel any pity and just leave. There's a scuffle behind and the idiots are back at it again, running after me like their entire life purpose is to call me names and bash me.

I don't bother to pick up my pace, instead somersaulting on top of a wall. I can hear the curses of the three idiots trying to get onto the wall, then I hear the tumble as one of them falls into the other two. I suspect the tumbler to be the pig-nosed one based on his screeching alone.

This kingdom is so overhyped. There is nothing remotely interesting about it. Well, except for the rich inhabitants. It's great fun swiping out their wallets. Currently I have six in the various concealed pockets in my shirt. I hadn't yet bought any food because of the patrols. I now regretted that. Every second my stomach made it clear that it would forever curse my existence if I did not get food into it.