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

He was wrong, utterly wrong.

How can this be considered a weak personality?

This is clearly a case of outward gentleness masking inner strength!

It is a dignity and resilience that are deeply buried beneath a gentle exterior and cannot be trampled upon!

Looking at the stubborn girl with cold eyes in front of him with a headache, Genichi Hanyu felt a deep sense of helplessness and frustration.

Things completely veered off course from what he had envisioned, heading in the worst possible direction.

"I originally thought..."

He spoke with difficulty, his voice tinged with self-mockery.

"Based on your personality, as long as I'm a little assertive, show that I'm doing this for your own good, or even use my strength to my advantage..."

He paused, seemingly considering his words, and finally chose the most direct and hurtful description: "You'll just accept it passively."

The four words "accepting one's fate" were like a red-hot branding iron, burning fiercely into Shiina Mahiru's heart!

Upon hearing Genichi Hanyu's words, Mahiru Shiina almost laughed out of anger!

It was a cold laugh laced with utter absurdity, humiliation, and anger. So, in his eyes, this was who she was?

A doll that can be manipulated at will and has no self-will?

A pathetic creature who abandons his principles and lets others do as they please simply because the other party is powerful or has so-called good intentions.

The immense irony and the humiliation of being utterly belittled made her tremble with anger. Her lips quivered, but she couldn't utter a single word. All she could do was stare at him with her icy eyes burning with flames.

Upon seeing her reaction, Yuzuru Genichiro knew he had said the wrong thing again, practically adding fuel to the fire. He closed his eyes in annoyance, wishing he could slap himself.

"Sorry! But the phrase 'accepting one's fate' is even more despicable! I take it back!"

He quickly tried to salvage the situation, his tone unusually sincere.

"However, what I said before about the world-weariness in your eyes was true, and what I said about wanting to give you a family, a real bond to hold you back was also true. I can swear to anything that I had no intention of playing tricks on you!"

Shiina Mahiru remained silent, only looking at him with her stubborn and cold eyes, her gaze filled with distrust and a resolute "I won't believe anything you say."

She seemed to have built a thick wall of ice, completely shutting him out.

As Genichi Hanyu looked at the invisible ice wall, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Things have really gone wrong. Conventional apologies and explanations seem so pale and powerless in her current state of extreme hurt and anger.

What should he do?

How can I convince her that his words about bonds weren't just frivolous excuses, but rather his true feelings from the depths of his heart?

suddenly!

A brilliant idea flashed in Genichi Hanyu's mind!

An extremely bold, even desperate, idea emerged!

He stared into Shiina Mahiru's cold eyes, his gaze becoming unusually sharp and resolute: "Fine, it's okay if you don't believe me now."

His voice carried a do-or-die determination.

"But I can prove it, prove everything I said, prove my apology, prove that my desire to protect you and to be a bond with you is absolutely true!"

Shiina Mahiru's eyes flickered slightly, carrying a hint of wariness and confusion.

prove?

How can he prove it?

Without further hesitation, Genichi Hanyu stepped forward and, amidst Mahiru Shiina's instantly tense and wary gaze, made a move that surprised her.

He lowered his head slightly and pressed his forehead against hers, gently yet firmly.

The moment their skin touched, Shiina Mahiru trembled violently!

The warm touch made her instinctively want to back away, but Yuzuru Genichi's hand had already gently supported the back of her neck, with an irresistible gentle force that made it impossible for her to break free.

"What...what are you doing?!"

Shiina Mahiru's voice was filled with panic.

"Don't be afraid, look at me."

Genichi Hanyu's voice was deep and carried a strange, soothing power; his eyes were close at hand, as deep as whirlpools.

"Don't resist me."

next moment!

A massive, vast, and overwhelming torrent of information, like a galaxy flowing backwards, surged into the depths of Shiina Mahiru's consciousness without warning, powerfully yet gently!

Genichi Hanyu used the technique of Legilimency!

But instead of crudely reading her thoughts, he did the opposite. He proactively and without reservation opened the door to Shiina Mahiru with all his memories!

"what!"

A look of intense, indescribable horror flashed across Shiina Mahiru's eyes!

Her pupils dilated to their limit from the extreme shock!

There was not a single concealment or embellishment!

All his strength and weakness, coldness and tenderness, calculation and sincerity, arrogance and fragility.

Like the most realistic painting, it slowly unfolded before her, impacting her soul!

This is proof that words cannot describe; it is a sincere meeting of souls!

It means laying bare your most secret and authentic self before her without reservation!

The shock in Shiina Mahiru's eyes was gradually replaced by a deeper and more complex emotion: an unbelievable shock, a bewilderment after her soul was completely shaken, a sense of insignificance after glimpsing the vast depths of the other person's soul, and an indescribable tremor of being moved by this ultimate honesty.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Foreheads touched, breaths mingled. A vast torrent of memories surged silently between their two souls.

After an unknown amount of time, the torrent of information gradually subsided.

Genichi Hanyu slowly raised his head, his forehead leaving hers, his deep eyes fixed on Mahiru Shiina, who was still in a state of great shock and had a blank look in her eyes.

His face was even paler from the exposure, and his breath was even weaker, but his eyes were crystal clear, carrying a weariness that came from shedding all pretense and a hint of expectation.

He spoke softly, his voice unusually hoarse and sincere: "Now you should believe me, right?"

137 You just don't know how to love someone.

The sensation of our foreheads touching still lingers, but the vast, star-like, and breathtakingly real flood of memories has already subsided.

In the living room, only the rapid, subtle breathing of the two remained, intertwining in the silence.

Genichi Hanyu slowly raised his head, his face even paler than before, and fine beads of cold sweat even seeped from his forehead. Forcibly opening such a vast spiritual world to an ordinary person with no magical foundation was undoubtedly adding insult to injury to his current weak state.

However, his deep eyes were unusually bright, devoid of all calculation and pretense, leaving only pure exhaustion and a trace of expectation, fixed on Shiina Mahiru's face.

"Now you should believe me, right?"

His voice was terribly hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing against wood.

Shiina Mahiru remained frozen in place.

Those clear eyes lost focus at that moment. Sheng Xianyi opened his heart without reservation, as if tearing open his chest, and laid bare his beating, scarred yet incredibly warm heart before her.

This is far more impactful than any language.

She got it.

Those words about "bonds" were not entirely a frivolous excuse or a deliberate mockery.

Genichi Hanyu, a man so powerful that he is regarded as a god by mortals, is indeed not the kind of person who would easily fall in love with anyone.

His world is too vast, and the burdens he carries are too heavy. Emotions are perhaps a luxury for him, or perhaps a weakness; they are not something that can be given away casually.

Even if he was indeed a womanizer, a fact undeniable from the fragments of his memory, he was by no means the kind of person who would casually open up such the depths of his soul to any woman simply because of her appearance or a momentary impulse.

That requires a resonance that touches the soul, a light that is ignited in the face of despair, and an ineffable sense of destiny.

And Shiina Mahiru, the ordinary girl who dragged him back to the human world on a cold, rainy night, became the unexpected one that ignited the flame in his heart.

"But for Shiina Mahiru, Genichi Hanyu was truly smitten."

This realization, like a boulder thrown into a lake, stirred up a tidal wave within her heart.

That feeling of attraction, perhaps mixed with gratitude, a protective instinct, and a longing for her pure soul, was real, intense, and surging.

That's why he acted so clumsily, so forcefully, and even resorted to opening up his mental world in an attempt to do everything he could to salvage the situation!

To salvage the trust he had torn apart with his own hands, and to prove that the original intention behind his shocking proposal was not entirely selfish.

Shiina Mahiru sensed it.

She truly felt the love that came from the depths of Genichi Hanyu's soul, a love directed towards her.

That love may not be pure, and it may be destined to be unpossessive. It is mixed with responsibility, possessiveness, and the impulse to repay kindness, but it is passionate, real, and carries an undeniable weight.

This surging and sincere love, like a warm ocean current, washed away the cold walls she had built in her heart out of anger and humiliation.

That overwhelming rage, faced with this sincerity on a spiritual level, began to melt and subside rapidly, like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

Her body was no longer as tense as a bowstring, her tightly clenched hands loosened slightly, and her fingertips no longer turned white.

However, this does not mean that Shiina Mahiru forgave Hanyu Genichi.

Calming the anger, understanding the motives, and even feeling the attraction, none of these could immediately erase the sense of invasion from the forced kiss, nor could they immediately soothe the humiliation of being treated as an easy target, nor could they immediately accept the overly heavy and sudden proposal that used the child as a bond.

She raised her head, her eyes still filled with complex emotions, lingering fear and scrutiny, but the cold resolve had faded, replaced by a deep weariness and a hint of barely perceptible sadness.

Genichi Hanyu noticed the change in her eyes and felt somewhat relieved.

He spoke again, his voice filled with deep apology: "Mahiru, I swear, I never meant to hurt you, I just..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shiina Mahiru's direct, clear, and even all-knowing manner.

"You just don't know how to love other people!"

Shiina Mahiru's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a precise scalpel, instantly piercing the deepest, most hidden pain point in Hanyu Genichi's heart!

Genichi Hanyu's words came to an abrupt halt, as if he had been choked.

He stared at her blankly, a hint of embarrassment and bewilderment flashing in his eyes as he realized he had been seen through.

Shiina Mahiru looked at him with a hint of pity in her eyes, as well as a knowing sadness: "You're used to control, used to power, used to getting or giving in the most direct, even brutal way."

"You saw my loneliness, and you wanted to bind me with bonds. Perhaps that was a genuine act of kindness, but what method did you choose?"

"It was a one-sided, unquestionable declaration! It was a kiss that was almost like plunder! It was a presumptuous choice you made for me! You only considered what you thought was good, but never thought about whether I was willing to accept it, or whether I would be hurt by your good intentions!"

She paused, her voice hoarse with a hint of weariness: "Yusuke, you may have the power to shake the world, but when it comes to love, you are as clumsy as a child, even like a tyrant."

"You have no idea how to respect the wishes of another soul, or how to carefully and equally build the bond you desire."

This sharp and precise analysis was like a bucket of ice water poured on Genichi Hanyu's heart, which had just begun to ignite a glimmer of hope.

He opened his mouth, only to find that all his explanations seemed pale and powerless. She

That's right.

He was used to looking down, used to being in control, and used to using force to solve problems, including emotional problems.

What he perceived as affection and giving was perceived as rudeness and disrespect by the other person.

A tremendous sense of powerlessness and a deeper regret overwhelmed him.

He lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes casting shadows on his pale face, and finally, only a heavy, dry voice rang out: "I'm sorry..."

Besides those two words, he really didn't know what else he could say at that moment.

Any explanation sounds like sophistry, and any promise seems hollow.

Looking at his unusually vulnerable, almost distraught state, Shiina Mahiru felt a strange, helpless tenderness replace the lingering resentment in her heart.

She sighed softly.

Through his open heart, she knew better than anyone the truth and passion in this man's heart for her.

That emotion was like molten lava surging beneath the earth's crust, powerful yet unable to find a proper outlet.

but.

Shiina Mahiru's gaze swept over the familiar apartment, her thoughts returning to reality.