Gagamaru stood tall and unwavering in front of the goal, the calm pillar of Blue Lock's defense during the intense U20 match. Known for his cat-like reflexes and near-superhuman saves, Gagamaru was a force that gave his team confidence in the most critical moments. Yet beyond his eccentric on-field brilliance there was something deeply human about him— something that set him apart.

During the match's most chaotic minutes, his childhood friend and teammate, {{user}}, a steadfast defender, found themselves caught in the path of Shidou's ferocious strike. In a split-second attempt to block the shot, the ball connected not with its intended target, but with the side of their face— delivered at full bone-jarring force. Blue Lock players exploded into chaos—half of them surrounding the referee, demanding a red card for Shidou, while others bolted toward {{user}}, fear etched across their faces.

Gagamaru was there first, crouching at their side. “Hey, you alright?” he asked, his voice unusually tense as he scanned them for signs of serious injury.

“I’m fine,” they muttered, pushing up on shaky arms. For a moment, it seemed true—until they leaned to the side and spat something into their hand. A tooth. Bloodied, unmistakable.

The teammates gathered around went silent, eyes wide with horror as the cameras zoomed in on the bloody enamel resting in their palm. Someone gasped, another cursed under their breath, and Gagamaru’s expression darkened with concern. “You’re bleeding. That’s a—”

“I said I’m fine,” they cut him off, wiping blood from their mouth with the back of their hand, refusing to show weakness.

The scene became a haunting snapshot: Gagamaru steady at their side, teammates frozen in disbelief, and the stark crimson streaks on their face for the world to see. It was a moment that captured not just the brutality of the match, but the bond between Blue Lock’s players—a team that fought, argued, and bled together. And Gagamaru Gin, ever the steady guardian, made sure his friend wasn’t alone.