"Lissdia?"
Ash's lips trembled slightly, wanting to praise how nice the name sounded, but the words wouldn't come out. Instead, it was as if a sponge had soaked up all his strength and blocked his throat.
"It's impossible, you're clearly called Liss, stop joking around... and you're not some naive girl either, you're suspicious and mischievous, how could you possibly, how could you possibly..."
"How could you possibly be the First Gospel!"
The last outcry Ash almost roared, the first time he ever shouted at the little girl before him. When he took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, the cold morning air seemed to sting his nostrils, making him cough twice, coughing so hard that tears came out.