St Chaos Healer

Ch 4 - Floor Crawler

It's been 7 months since my birth.

Right now I am wearing a shirt with a cloud-type pattern that my mom designed herself.
Also, I am wearing brown pants, yeah finally I am old enough to wear pants.

I always had only my nappy to cover my rump but now I have grown enough to wear pants.
Although I still have to wear my nappy underneath them anyways.

I am in my room with my mother.
My room was a square-shaped chamber and the walls were actually the hollowed trunk of the giant tree. The room was quite nicely cleaned and tidied thanks to my mother's effort.
My cradle was placed in the corner near the only window in my room. There was also a bed and table with a couple of chairs in my room.

There were dozen plushie dolls made of cotton and wool around my room. Some dolls looked like a horse, monkey, and there was even a doll that looked dragon but much simple and adorable. Everything was handsewn by mother.

There was also a doll with wings on it. Yes, a doll representing the angel race.
I bit off that angel's face and then tore open its stomach and scrambled its insides as I made a big mess with a lot of feathers scattered across my room. (Yes, I have already grown two front teeth.) Then placed my soiled nappy on that wretched doll's face to give it a finishing touch.

My mom then had no choice but to throw the miserable doll's remains out of the house. My mom was quite surprised to see such aggressive behavior and she even scolded me for doing so.

That incident happened 2 weeks ago and all is water under the bridge now.
She had long forgiven me.

Right now at this moment, I was sitting on my mom's lap while she was sitting on the floor.
She had this wide smile almost fanatical as she stared at the doorway.

My dad was in the bath after he had returned home from work.
She was eagerly waiting for him.

My mom had wrapped her arms around me, restraining me from moving freely.
I also didn't resist, I already knew what she was so excited for so even I waited along with her.

It wasn't long before dad came out of the bathroom and head straight towards my room.

"Beth? What is that you wanted me to show?" asked my Dad nonchalantly as he walked through the hallway heading to my room.

My mom picked me and placed me on the floor.
"Benji, go get your papa!" she said excitedly.

I just sat there on the floor stared back at her.
She looked like an excited little girl and even I started to wonder who was the grown-up here.

Not to mention she was even using her tone as if she was bossing me around.
I was once an Overlord to the demonic realm, and no one had the audacity to boss me around except for Gloxinia, my master, and maybe few other people. I wasn't easy to boss around.

So I just sat there and ignored her.
My dad's footsteps started closing in.

My mom became dejected and glanced at me with her puppy eyes,
"Please, Benji! Do the thing you showed me today to papa. Please!"

Hey! Resorting to emotional blackmail, such underhand tactics won't work on a former Demon Overlord.

But after seeing her saddened expression and the huge puppy eyes, I had to give in.
Dammit!

With a sigh, I turned around and placed my forelimbs on the floor as I lifted my head.
And then, I raised my rump and spread out my weight on my knees.
Yes, I can now stand all my four limbs but that's not all...

After carefully standing on my forelimbs I looked forward towards the doorway.

I placed one of my hands in the front and then pushed my body with my leg on the opposite side. I again then placed my other hand and then pushed my other leg forward and repeated it henceforth.