I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

He even deliberately moved closer, his hot breath almost brushing against her earlobe, and slowly added in a magnetic voice that only two people could hear, "Of course..."

Asking for flowers

He drew out his words, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration as he swept over her delicate face, which was flushed again with shock and embarrassment. "It's because you're so beautiful that I was aroused by your looks."

boom!

Originally, Shiina Mahiru was still immersed in Yuzuru Genichi's words, her heart touched, and even a faint warmth and emotion rising in her heart. In an instant, all the emotion, all the bitterness, and all the complex emotions of being seen through vanished without a trace!

Instead, it was replaced by shame and anger like a volcanic eruption!

"Genichi Hanyu! You bastard!"

Shiina Mahiru shouted it out with almost all her might!

What misanthropy!

What kind of bond is this!

What kind of soul anchor point is this!

It's all bullshit!

This guy, this awful guy, he's just messing with her!

All those touching words before were just a prelude to that frivolous statement about lust at first sight!

Extreme shame and anger made her lose her mind!

She suddenly lifted her foot, which was wearing indoor soft-soled slippers, and with a heart full of anger and grievance, stomped hard and accurately on the instep of Genichi Hanyu's slipper-clad foot!

"Well!"

Caught off guard, Genichi Hanyu let out a muffled groan as the sharp pain in his instep made him gasp, and his body swayed slightly from the weakness and pain.

However, just as Shiina Mahiru finished stomping on him, her anger hadn't subsided, and she wanted to curse him again or push him away.

Genichi Hanyu made an even bolder and more unexpected move!

Ignoring the pain in his instep, he used the momentum of his forward lean to suddenly stretch out his arms and, with irresistible force, pulled Shiina Mahiru, who was still glaring at him with shame and anger, into his arms tightly!

"what!"

Shiina Mahiru gasped as she crashed into his slightly thin yet incredibly strong chest, instantly enveloped by that unique masculine scent!

Before she could react, Genichi Hanyu lowered his head and precisely caught her soft lips, which were slightly parted in surprise, and kissed them without hesitation!

"Well!"

Shiina Mahiru's eyes widened to their limit in an instant!

My mind is blank!

All that remained was the warm, domineering, and undeniable touch on my lips!

Her initial desperate struggle!

She pushed against his firm chest with both hands, her body twisting violently like a frightened deer, and a whimpering sound of resistance coming from her throat.

Shame, fear, and anger overwhelmed her instantly!

However, Genichi Hanyu's arms were as tight as steel around her, and no matter how much she struggled, she did not budge.

His kiss carried an undeniable force and predatory quality, as if it wanted to devour all her protests and anger.

135 Shiina Mahiru's Rebellion

The stench of blood, thick as rust, permeated and spread between their tightly pressed lips, each shallow breath intensifying the nauseating smell.

Shiina Mahiru's resistance was easily suppressed, but her final, fierce bite was her all-out accusation.

Genichi Hanyu let out a muffled groan of pain, but instead of pulling away immediately, he deepened the bloody kiss, as if to use her pain and anger to prove something.

He slowly loosened his grip until Shiina Mahiru was almost suffocating, but the arm around her waist remained as firm as an iron hoop, forcefully pulling her closer so she could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest and his undeniable possessiveness.

He stared at her, blood seeping from the bite mark on his lip, which looked unusually glaring in the dim light.

He stuck out his tongue and licked away the crimson stain, then chuckled softly. The sound seemed particularly jarring in the stagnant air of "977": "You really didn't hold back at all."

There was a twisted sense of admiration in his tone.

"There is no need to show mercy to someone as ungrateful as you."

She pushed him hard, but he didn't budge.

"It's because you're so likable."

Instead of letting go, Genichi Hanyu tightened his grip, forcing her body to press against him. Through the thin fabric, her body temperature and strength were clearly visible.

He lowered his head, his hot breath brushing against her bangs.

"Do you really like me?"

Shiina Mahiru tilted her head back, her eyes sharp as knives, trying to pierce through his nonchalant facade.

"I like you, or rather, I've fallen in love with you. You've made my heart flutter!"

His eyes were deep, churning with emotions she couldn't understand and refused to comprehend.

"So, you'll only ever love me?"

Shiina Mahiru asked the question slowly and deliberately, as if it were a final judgment.

Lore!

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

The blood-stained smile on Genichi Hanyu's face faltered slightly.

"Did you see it?"

"I'm not stupid, how could I not see it? All those girls before were like that!"

Images of those bright and beautiful or charming figures who had appeared at his doorstep flashed through her mind. The way they looked at him and the subtle intimacy between them became the most conclusive evidence.

"They are all definitely connected to you!"

"more than."

Genichi Hanyu casually uttered two words, as if dropping a bombshell.

He admitted it, even admitting things beyond what she could have imagined!

The tone was as calm as if they were talking about the weather, but it completely shattered the last shred of hope in Shiina Mahiru's heart.

Shiina Mahiru's eyes dimmed instantly, as if all the light had been drained from them.

A tremendous surge of bitterness and coldness rushed from the depths of her heart to the top of her head, almost making her lose her balance.

She lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes concealing the surging pain, but with all her might, she pushed against his firm chest again, her voice low and hoarse: "If that's the case, then don't say you like me."

That was a kind of utter disappointment, a resolute decision to draw a clear line.

"I have many ways to repay you."

Genichi Hanyu seemed completely oblivious to her resistance and despair, continuing to speak with an air of absolute certainty, as if he were in complete control.

“I can even make parents who don’t like you like you.”

He precisely struck at Shiina Mahiru's most hidden and painful scar.

Shiina Mahiru's body trembled violently, as if struck by an electric current!

She suddenly looked up, staring at him in disbelief: "How did you know?!"

She never told anyone this deeply buried secret; it was the source of her deepest loneliness and inferiority complex during her midnight dreams.

How could Genichi Hanyu know?

Did he investigate her?

This realization sent a chill down her spine.

Genichi Hanyu did not answer her question. His gaze was fixed on her, with an almost cruel calmness, as he continued to offer his solution: "But even if I do this, your parents' love for you is just a facade, an illusion woven with my power. It doesn't come from the heart; it's just another form of charity and control."

He paused, his thumb almost gently stroking her lower lip, which was slightly red and swollen from being bitten, a gesture that created an eerie contrast with his cold words.

"However, the love I give you is real. I can give you a passionate love that you can immerse yourself in."

His voice deepened, carrying a seductive power, "You can even completely make up for this regret from your original family by giving it to me and your child..."

"

"child?"

"You are simply unreasonable!"

Tears finally broke through her defenses uncontrollably, mixing with the blood stained on her lips, sliding down her cheeks, leaving a cold yet burning mark.

"Your so-called love is just using a future you can't even promise to cover up your promiscuity? What's the difference between the love you give me and giving a stray cat or dog a bone with meat on it? No, it's not even as good as a bone. At least a bone is whole!"

She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving with emotion, each word like a poisoned dagger: "Make up for regrets? With our child? A child born to a father like you, a child destined to grow up under the watchful eyes of countless aunties, a child whose mother can never be sure which bed her father will be sleeping in tonight. Is this your way of making amends to me? You are creating an even bigger, deeper tragedy!"

Shiina Mahiru used all her strength to push him hard and resolutely once again.

This time, perhaps it was the unfathomable despair and contempt in her eyes that were too intense, or perhaps her accusation struck something he was trying to avoid, but Genichi Hanyu's arm unexpectedly loosened for a moment.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Shiina Mahiru retreated abruptly as if fleeing a plague, staggering a few steps before barely managing to regain her footing.

She raised her hand and forcefully wiped away the mixture of blood and tears from her lips, her eyes cold and distant, as if looking at a completely unfamiliar, even repulsive, being.

"Stop with your self-righteous redemption. Your love, along with your cheap promises and delusions about children, disgusts me. Stay away from me. Otherwise, next time you'll bite through more than just your lips."

She straightened her back, turned around, and without looking at him again, walked step by step toward the door.

Each step was incredibly heavy, yet it carried a resolute determination to sever all ties.

Behind her was a deathly silence, with only the lingering smell of blood in the air and her chillingly disgusting words echoing silently.

Genichi Hanyu stood there, the wound on his lip still throbbing slightly.

Shiina Mahiru's reaction was far more intense than he had anticipated.

136. Honesty, Shiina Mahiru's Horror

When Genichi Hanyu saw Mahiru Shiina's appearance, his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.

He hadn't expected that his impulsive kiss would elicit such a strong reaction from her, as if it had triggered some deep-seated defense mechanism.

He originally thought that, given her gentle and introverted personality, under his assertive declaration and half-truthful theory of bondage, even if she resisted, she would eventually choose to silently accept it under the weight of the disparity in power and his good intentions, or at least resist in a less intense way.

He was wrong.

How wrong.

Looking at the coldness, aloofness, and silent accusation emanating from her, Genichi Hanyu realized for the first time that his actions had not built a bond, but rather brutally torn apart the pure trust she had given him.

That trust, like fragile glass, was shattered by his own hands.

A strong sense of regret and lingering fear welled up in my heart.

He couldn't let her continue like this.

He couldn't lose the hand that reached out to him in his desperate situation, nor could he let her close her heart completely because of his recklessness, or even slide into deeper darkness.

Genichi Hanyu took a deep breath, suppressing his physical weakness and inner turmoil, stepped forward, reached out, and with an unprecedented, almost cautious force, gently grasped Mahiru Shiina's cold wrist.

"Mahiru."

His voice was dry and hoarse, filled with deep apology.

Shiina Mahiru's body trembled violently, as if she had been burned. She tried to shake off his hand, but this time Genichi Hanyu did not use force. He simply held on stubbornly, with a pleading look, not letting her break free.

"I apologize."

Genichi Hanyu's voice was deep and clear, each word seemingly uttered with all his might.

"I apologize for everything I just did. I was too arrogant and too much of a jerk!"

Shiina Mahiru finally raised her head.

Those clear eyes, which always held a gentle timidity, were now like icy blades, burning with cold anger and deep disappointment.

She stared stubbornly at Genichi Hanyu, her lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing, but the accusation in her eyes was sharper than any words.

Genichi Hanyu felt a pang of pain in his heart from her gaze, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

He originally thought she was docile and timid, someone who could be easily guided or even controlled.