"This is the lowest level of hell, the permafrost cocute."
Delchia said as she stepped down on ice that boasted a clear blue enough to freeze her heart.
Carla nodded and stepped down on the permafrost, as did Delchia.
"... Hmm, this is the permafrost... you don't feel the cold much"
"That's right. It doesn't change the temperature from normal ice. That's not why it melts."
"I see. You're saying it's not too cold to dissolve, right?
"That sort of thing. Bring the flames closer, but whatever you do, this ice will not change anything. For over a millennium."
Then Carla was followed by Gaius, who stepped down to the permafrost, whining as well.
"... really. Much the same as normal ice. The only difference is that the ice dissolves slightly depending on the temperature and the liquid attaches to your fingertips, but this ice doesn't dissolve at all."
"That's the thing. This guy doesn't melt. I don't care what you do."
Then Carla asked Delchia as she thought.
"How thick is this ice? I think it's quite something to look at..."
Then Delkia shrugged her shoulder and looked at Karin.
Karin looked at Delkia like that and guessed, replacing it with an answer.
"Well it's probably a few dozen meters or something. Nobody's ever melted before, so it's just a guess."
"A few dozen meters... that's pretty good. Is this God's business..."
Then Delkia answered on the top of the Buddha.
"... well, that's the thing. It's really unpleasant."
Delkia turned to the side pussy when she said that.