[Vine control has improved. Your centimeter hair is now barely able to sway back and forth.]

...I’m going to kill this little helper one day.

[You can try little bastard]

Oh, my goodness!! We'll fight to the death one day, Little Helper, and these comments will stop. Everything appears to be going well after two months. When my parents weren't around, I would quietly practice Vine Control. If they do see me, they will most likely label me a genius and compliment me.

[I thought you wished for parents]

What makes you want to ask me a question in the first place? You, on the other hand, are correct. I did express a desire for parents, and I have no regrets about it. They aren't my earthly parents, but they are my parents in this world. They adore each other as well as me. Around them, I feel secure and loved. They are my parents, and I would give anything to have them in my life.

[How do you know that you are safe]

What exactly do you mean?

[I mean don’t you have the Health Monitor skill]

…

[Have you really forgotten? For the love of God, the Creator must have chosen a moron to assist this world.]

I didn't forget about it, it just slipped my mind! Isn't it also an invasion of privacy to peek into someone's personal health?

[Will sending your enemies to the afterlife be an invasion of privacy?]

Please, just shut up! It never occurred to me to check them out with my abilities. And why are you bringing up the subject of someone being killed? I'm only two months old, and I can barely make a fist. I'm not even sure I'm mentally prepared at this point.

[You're going to need to be mentally ready]

I will be when the time comes but right now let's check my parents status. I let out a howling of a cry making my parents run in.

“Honey what did you do?!” My mother asked.

“What do you mean I was right beside you in the other room?” My father replied.

“I just thought you would have done something like make him do training or something?” She said,

“I would have if you allowed me to.” He says.

“He’s literally just came out and you're asking for him to train?!” My mother yelled.

As the bickered while cradling me I checked their status to be disappointed.

Name: Celtis Brin

Level: ???

HP: ???/???

Mana: ???/???

Estimated Attack Power: ???

Speed: ???

Name: Mithad, The Boastful

Level: ???

HP: ???/???

Mana: ???/???

Estimated Attack Power: ???

Speed: ???

[Forgot to tell you if you are to low a level you won’t be able to see their status]

Little Helper, you're a jerk!! I'm irritated as I look at the names of my parents on the screen. Celtis Brin, and Mithad, The Boastful. I learn what their names mean by using my superior intelligence and apologizing to the Little Helper.

[Your mother's name is derived from the Celtis tree, and her surname means "hill." Together she is, “The Celtis tree on the hill. Your father's first name is masculine, as evidenced by his physique and the title Boastful, which refers to how much he brags. Their names are full power while your not]

These two cents, Little Helper, are not required, but thank you.

[Your welcome]

I am the son of Celtis Brin and Mithad, The Boastful! I was sent here by God to change this world for good!

“Look at him pumping up his arms like that, honey!” My mother oohed and aahed at me. When they enter?!

“He'll be able to lift weights soon!!!” My father yells with delight. What exactly do you mean, father? Are you not going to retort him or something, Mother?

“You are absolutely correct, honey!” My mother agrees, passionately kissing him. When do baby’s start moving again?