Baki: No Big Problem

A terrifying crisis descended in an instant. All the children cried out in terror, thoroughly experiencing what it felt like to be shrouded by death.

The child who had been the first to mock Gaara and was now locked onto by him went pale, his legs trembling.

Faced with the sandstorm blades shooting from between Gaara's fingers, he had no ability to resist and could only wait helplessly for death to descend.

A frightened expression appeared on Gaara's face as well. He desperately wanted to stop the sand from moving forward, but with his current abilities, he could not do so.

Just as everyone fell into despair, a figure appeared.

It was Gaara's uncle, Yashamaru.

He used the Body Flicker Technique to appear before the child and blocked Gaara's "Retention" with his palm.

Even though Yashamaru had used Chakra to defend himself, Gaara's sand still sliced through his skin with ease.

Blood and sand splattered together, leaving a deep wound across his hand and nearly severing Yashamaru's entire palm.

"Uncle!"

The sand in Gaara's hand dispersed, and he hurried over to inspect Yashamaru's injury.

Gaara liked this uncle very much, because Yashamaru and the shop owner were among the few people who neither feared him nor stopped caring about him.

Thus, Gaara was also filled with guilt over accidentally hurting his uncle.

As for those little brats, after rejoicing that they had not been killed, they no longer dared to remain before the "monster" Gaara and hurriedly ran away.

Seeing Gaara's guilty expression, Yashamaru, with his pale blond hair, endured the intense pain in his hand and smiled gently, lightly rubbing Gaara's head.

"I'm fine, Gaara. I know you didn't do it on purpose, right?"

Gaara hurriedly nodded and explained in a fluster, "I really didn't do it on purpose.