The Girl Next Door is Demanding Marriage by Taking My "Matcha Pudding" Hostage

Pudding. It is the supreme, the ultimate, the one and only existence. Its body is soft and jiggly, and when placed in one's mouth, it offers a smooth, slippery texture. Once it touches the tongue, its sweetness captivates people, corrupts them, and dominates them. Such a sweet and tempting existence. And so, there was one foolish little girl trying to destroy such a wonderful existence with a small silver spoon——— "Don't you move! If you move, this 'matcha pudding' won't survive!"