Ken Tanaka.
It's a simple name, but I suppose it will have to do for now—that's what my parents decided, after all. Their names are Hana and Ichiro Tanaka. From what I've seen in the past six months, they're both simple-minded, easygoing people who live honest lives.
We live in a small apartment in Musutafu. Both of them work regular salaried jobs, since their quirks aren't powerful enough to make a big difference. From what I've observed, we're a middle-class family, just managing things.
My father's quirk lets him blow a small puff of air from his finger—barely a breeze. My mother's quirk warms her palms just enough to keep me cozy. Despite how minor their quirks are, they're content with life and love me deeply. They've shown it countless times these past few months.
At first, I was shocked by this world's level of technology. Holograms are everywhere, and communication devices are far more advanced than anything from my previous life. Strangely, I could understand and speak the language here easily, almost like it was natural.
They worried about me at first, though. I didn't laugh, cry, or act much like a normal baby. But over time, they've gotten used to my quiet and odd behavior.
In these past months, I've tried experimenting with the system. I attempted to assign stat points, but the system warned me not to allocate anything until I'm at least five years old. So, I listened. I also learned that adults in this world have an average of five points each in both Body and Mind.
When I checked the skill section, I couldn't purchase any skills yet, so I decided to leave that for later.
As any adult trapped in a baby's body would, I tried multiple times to walk or talk. Naturally, all of them ended in failure. Crawling is as far as I've gotten, though that alone was progress. Still, with how much I move around, my stats seem to be increasing steadily—maybe because of the system's interference or just natural growth. Either way, it's satisfying to see the numbers go up.
[Status]
Name: Ken Tanaka
Age: 0.6 years
Level: 0 (00/01)
Body: 0.5
Mind: 1.4
Stat Points: 2
Skill Points: 1
It's like I've become five times stronger already! Still, I'll keep moving more—it's oddly motivating to grow stronger, even as a baby.
Aside from that, nothing major has happened in six months. I mostly rest in my crib. It's comfortable, though eating and other aspects of baby life are still a mess, so let's not talk about that.
The biggest topic of conversation between my parents is always about heroes and villains—understandably so, since that's what defines this world.
My dad is a huge fanboy of All Might. Not surprising, really. My mom, on the other hand, tends to criticize heroes, always finding their flaws—but she still despises villains far more.
From what I gather from their conversations, crime rates have dropped drastically in Japan thanks to All Might, the Symbol of Peace.
Even so, I can't help but worry for them. In the past month alone, both my parents were caught in villain attacks twice, though they were saved by heroes each time. Still, it scares me.
At first, I only worried because I didn't know how I'd survive without them. But over time, I've grown attached. Losing them would hurt—again.
The villain situation in this world confuses me. Heroes always seem to catch the bad guys, yet new villains keep appearing out of nowhere, as if the world is trying to balance itself.
Maybe it's inevitable—with so many people having powers, someone's dark side was bound to surface. Not everyone has the heart of a hero like Midoriya or All Might.
As for me… I can't see myself becoming a hero who risks everything, but the hero's path still tugs at my heart. I could never knowingly harm others.
It's a confusing topic—one I'll leave to my future self.
For now, it's been six months, and the system's AI still hasn't responded. I'm starting to think it's shut down or gone silent.
Even with all that, I'm looking forward to this life. Whatever kind of world this may be—it's my world now. My second chance. And I'll make something of it. I won't let some manchild or his papa ruin this world for me.