Giving a Name (5)

“Meeting you in person for the first time, I see. Shall we talk first?”

I asked while staring at the goddess before me.

The blue-haired goddess, her lips pressed tightly together as if angry, answered by twitching a finger.

I immediately spread a barrier, prompted by an instinctive warning.

Crack-

A small droplet ricocheted, cracking the barrier.

‘This is dangerous.’

I sighed at the situation being more hostile than I had expected.

It was then that the goddess’s tightly closed lips parted.

“I was willing to overlook the holy water.”...