"Take a closer look." Secco watched Ghiaccio, whom he had drop-kicked to the ground, from a distance, a wild grin on his face, his long tongue sticking out—
"Your ability is solidification, which is…" He opened his mouth slightly, making a foolish, confused expression, "Is it sublimation or deposition?"
"Anyway, it's solidifying objects, and I'm liquefaction, hahahaha!" Secco pulled out a camera and aimed it at Ghiaccio. "But, get this straight: you're neither as fast as I am, nor as strong as I am."
The moment he finished speaking, his lower body, which Ghiaccio had frozen, completely melted. "Let me see," Secco said, holding the camera and looking at Ghiaccio.
"Sure enough, your body hasn't been corroded by Cioccolata's mold, because your low temperature suppresses the growth of mold." Secco smiled. "Let me beat you until you can't stand up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he tossed the camera into the air and instantly vanished from his spot. Through the warm green glass surface of White Album, Ghiaccio saw Secco suddenly disappear and reappear in front of him. He immediately maneuvered White Album's ice skates, but the ground instantly turned into mud.
"Damn it, my freezing speed isn't as fast as his melting speed."
"Bang—"
The sound of a fist hitting his abdomen rang out. Ghiaccio's eyes widened instantly. White Album's outer armor made a cracking sound, and Ghiaccio quickly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the front glass surface red.
So fast!
Ghiaccio quickly adjusted his stance, but several consecutive punches rushed towards his head.
"Wooooahhhhhh—OASIS!!"
Punches like raindrops rained down on Ghiaccio. Ghiaccio quickly stretched out his hands to block—
What's going on?! Faster and stronger than before? While barely defending against Secco's punches, he squinted and noticed that Secco could actually control the degree of liquefaction, and then use the liquefied ground to rebound and accelerate his punches.
His arms, used to block Secco's punches, began to bleed.
"Wooooahhhhhh—OASIS!!" This guy Secco's speed is still constantly increasing; he won't be able to hold on much longer.
Damn it… Ghiaccio thought to himself. Even if he froze the floor with White Album, it would still be liquefied.
Liquefaction?! Thinking of this, he instantly froze the entire floor.
"Hmm?" Secco noticed the anomaly around him and began to slow down his punching speed—
"All of this is a waste of effort! I'm going to liquefy the entire floor now!! The ice surface you covered will be too!"
Secco suddenly withdrew his punches, and Ghiaccio, losing strength, fell beneath the floor as if he had dropped into water.
"Drown!" Secco vanished from his spot again the next second, catching the camera he had just thrown.
"How… how about it…" Secco stammered, his tone simple-minded, "In a while, this guy will rush up because he can't hold his breath. When that happens, I'll hold his head down and drown him. Cioccolata, Cioccolata loves drowned people."
"Beep beep beep—"
His phone rang!
"Ah, it's Cioccolata~~ So happy!!" Secco was as happy as a child and quickly answered the phone.
"Secco, I've already dealt with one of the Babyfaces here. Now Risotto and the others are basically a little corroded by the mold. When they land from the plane, they will all turn to ash."
"That's great!! Cioccolata is so amazing~"
"Secco, you have no problem taking out Ghiaccio, right?"
"Mm-hmm!!"
"Good. Remember, we are invincible. When you come back, I'll give you two sugar cubes."
"Ah~ Too few, too few!!" Secco twisted his body, whining. He looked a bit strange, almost rolling on the ground, just like a pet dog.
"I'm just kidding!!! I'll give you five!!"
"Awooo ahhh—" Secco jumped up happily, uttering incomprehensible words.
"But can you catch five sugar cubes with your mouth? No hands allowed!"
"Mm-hmm!! I…" Secco nodded vigorously in happiness, not caring that Cioccolata seemed to see it. Then he suddenly felt something pulling him. A pair of white hands grabbed Secco's ankle and dragged him underground.
"Thump!"
A thud sounded, the phone was flung aside, then sank underground. Secco watched with astonished eyes; he couldn't believe Ghiaccio had dragged him underground.
"Ahhh, is this bastard crazy?!!" Secco's face changed instantly, and he roared, "He actually dragged me underground!!"
Secco was dragged into the pitch-black underground. Of course, he wasn't scared at all. He had always been a person lacking a sense of security; his life's goal was actually to pursue a safe and easy life.
When a person couldn't provide him with a safe and easy life, he would completely disregard and abandon them.
Because he and Cioccolata were equals, each taking what they needed. He needed someone to play sugar cube games with him and provide him with a secure and easy life. He was also willing to help Cioccolata and accompany him in doing outrageous things.
The underground was completely dark. The moment Ghiaccio dragged Secco underground, Secco suddenly felt a chill. But he wasn't afraid; such a completely dark place was his favorite.
"Unforgivable!" He listened carefully for Ghiaccio's voice in the pitch-black environment while cursing, "He actually dares to imitate my Stand Ability, dragging me underground, this bastard! I'm going to teach you a lesson!!"
Ghiaccio hadn't deactivated White Album, so Secco also had to maintain his Stand Ability, keeping the ground liquefied. "I'm much, much faster than him," he thought, "and my range is also greater than his."
"Ghiaccio! We have the same type of Stand Ability! I can sense your movements even without hearing you!! I just need to feel the range of the cold; I know where it's colder!"
"Your range is only five meters!! But I can liquefy an area over ten meters in radius!!"
"Why? How can this guy breathe underground?!" Secco suddenly emerged his upper body from the ground, his eyes wide open, his purple pupils almost bursting from their sockets.
"How strange, why am I so tired…" Secco looked at his hands and found them trembling slightly.
"Still, I should hurry up and kill him." Secco grabbed a handful of mud, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it continuously, then spat it out violently into the sky.
Mud flew up into the sky, then rained down continuously, like a sword shower or machine gun fire. The muddy earth hardened the moment it left Secco, plunging into the ground like bullets.
"You're there, aren't you?! Ghiaccio!" Secco laughed wildly, "As long as you make a sound, I'll immediately detect your presence—"
"Die!"
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Ghiaccio and Secco's Stand Abilities are very interesting. Individually, there's nothing strange about them, but together, they become quite amusing.
Clearly, they must have been created at the same time. Ghiaccio turns liquid into solid, while Secco liquefies, and both are Stands worn on the body. There's also a contrast in colors, and most interestingly, their personalities. Secco is a dog, and Ghiaccio is a cat (he has cat ears). Secco catches sugar cubes and constantly seeks a safe and easy life, truly a pet dog. Ghiaccio explodes easily and needs to be petted gently, truly a cat.
I originally wanted to summarize this, but from the perspective of humanity and character development, I really like the trashy duo, so I ended up writing it out. It's very interesting.