An older man obsessed with marshmallows. A younger woman obsessed with him. The entire romance plays out in three-minute episodes where the joke is that he has no idea she's in love with him. Romance comedy usually demands dramatic misunderstandings and confession arcs stretched across seasons. This one trades that for something quieter: the pleasure of watching someone fall in love with another person's small, specific weirdness, knowing they'll probably never say it out loud. The marshmallows aren't a metaphor. He just really loves marshmallows, and that's the whole bit, and it's enough.
Kusaka is a middle-aged man with one consuming passion: marshmallows. He eats them at his desk, savors them at lunch, keeps them stashed in his drawers. His coworker Wakabayashi watches this peculiar ritual day after day, and somewhere between the sugar and the simplicity, she falls completely for him. The problem is that Kusaka barely notices her existence. What unfolds is a quietly hilarious romantic comedy about pursuing someone who's far too absorbed in their own world to realize they're being pursued. Wakabayashi devises schemes to get closer to Kusaka, all while he remains blissfully focused on whatever marshmallow treat has captured his attention that week. The tone stays light and charming, never mean-spirited, as office life becomes the backdrop for her determined but endearingly awkward efforts. It's comfort food television about comfort food, perfect for anyone who appreciates humor that doesn't rely on cruelty and relationships that develop through genuine affection rather than dramatic tension.