29 Plans

Looking at the system screen in front of him, still dark and wavy, he couldn't help but smile. He had worked hard over the past four weeks and made some intriguing discoveries.

The first of which was that he couldn't earn more than 0.2 pleasure Points a day by starin at his mom happyly while she slept, and only 0.1 a day for having some lustful thoughts and enjoying life in general.

It was easy for an infantile body to enjoy new sensations like touch, lights, and even normal sensation of breathing, so he did earn points. Mostly by drinking milk.

So, the usual total came to 0.3 points a day.

However, he could only engage in these activities when his mother was in a deep sleep, hoping she wouldn't wake up. And Emma doesn't deeply sleep every day, so he rarely got a good chance the past four weeks.

He couldn't show a totally mindful expression—eyes can speak, you know?

But when she WAS in a deep sleep or not looking, he could understand it immediately and he would get to work, looking at her, and often while drinking her breastmilk that tasted so good.

Really, it was a delightful time.

and with everything coming together, he had this result:

Strength: 0.01

Defense: 0.011

Agility: 0.0011

Stamina: 0.0009

Soul limit: 1/4

Pleasure points: 4.93200

And with this many stat points he earned the last four weeks, He was about ready to enact some of his plans.

Gulping, he did the math and clicked the (+) button on all the stats for now, not completely using up his points now as his later plans needed them,

and his stats increased as a watery wave feeling passed through him and he felt much fitter, much healthier.

Yet Somewhat stuffed!

Looking at the screen, he smirked, with this many attributes, he could already count himself as strong as average 2-3 year-olds.

Strength: 0.1

Defense: 0.1

Agility: 0.1

Stamina: 0.1

Soul limit: 1/4

Pleasure points: 4.556

Looking sideways from his cradle at a mirror that shined in the sunlight of dawn, and cringed.

His body looked muscular, without much fat, and fit, but he was a baby!

He just looked weird.

A cool muscle baby.

"Kono Dio Da, Baby!" he exclaimed the only anime he fondly remembered with a smile.

He calmed himself with his plans of getting those two abilities quickly and heaved in relief as he stood up and left the cradle,

Then.

Hoping his mother wouldn't wake up, he opened the door with only some difficulty with the help of the old wooden doll

The door creaked as it opened, yet Mom was sleeping heavily today, so she didn't wake up, but he didn't touch her as his plans for the day were more important than a day of pleasure,

After it succeeds, he would literally have a passive worker for himself, a machine.

Exiting the room, he closed the door with a soft click. Mother lacking the presence of a security maid made the whole process much more easier, he proceeded swiftly, his mind focused on his objectives. Speed became his priority, and without overthinking, he ran with his baby body, taking advantage of his increased attributes. Surprisingly agile for an infant, he made his way towards a locked room, seemingly impenetrable.

A smug laugh escaped his lips as he pressed against the door, simultaneously exerting pressure on the floor. The combined force caused the ground to sink, revealing a hidden wall to the side.

Chuckling, he stepped through the secret passage, and the doors closed behind him.