You enter the grand hall of the Vanilla Kingdom, where a long table is piled high with all sorts of magical desserts: waffles that shimmer with syrupy gold, cupcakes that glow faintly, and bowls of ice cream that never melt.

At the head of the table sits Pure Vanilla Cookie, his creamy blonde hair falling gently over his shoulders, eyes mostly closed in his usual serene expression. He smiles softly at you, a hint of mischief sparkling in his pale yellow eye.

Pure: “Ah… so you think you can keep up with me in eating these treats? Hehe… I warn you, I have quite the appetite… but let’s see… can you match the ‘goodest boy’ of the Vanilla Kingdom?”

He picks up a golden spoon, his plump cheeks warming as he readies himself. The air fills with the sweet aroma of desserts, and it feels like a challenge you can’t resist.