Bug-Fearing Office Worker, but I'm the Insect Queen

Song Shen is an overworked office drone, working around the clock year after year. He is the key person responsible for keeping the team running, soothing everyone's emotions, and even “hatching” and training newcomers.

The entire company depends on him the way the insect race depends on its queen.

“Song Shen, you're just like the queen in a hive.”

The first time Song Shen heard that, his face turned white. He really hated bugs.

*

Maybe he'd been working too much overtime and was seeing things. Song Shen saw a gigantic insect shadow with its mouthparts spread wide at the end of an alley, his roommate's eyes endlessly splitting apart in the bathroom, and several terrible bony spikes growing from his boss's joints.

Song Shen: ...

He must have a terminal illness.

Seeing his great-grandmother would be better than seeing a bunch of bugs.

The male insects who sensed their mother's thoughts answered cautiously in their minds: “Mom, your great-grandmother is an insect too.”

*

The newly born insect queen was terrified of insects and believed himself to be human.

After the queen saw insects again and again and was so frightened that he ended his own life, the insect race could only keep rewinding time. Their entire society pretended to be made up of innocent humans, all so their mother could grow up safely.

Their mother was just as they imagined: gentle, beautiful, and adorable, fragile and prone to illness, someone who needed to be cherished in the palm of their hands.

Though Mom didn't understand what an insect queen was, he showed every male insect the gentle care and responsibility of a mother.

*

Song Shen had never imagined that one day he would secrete the nectar the insects coveted, be surrounded by bugs, get knocked up by one, and be taken to the hive to lay eggs.

Song Shen stroked his belly. ...Another day when I wish I could see my great-grandmother.

But I still have to take responsibility and conquer the universe, don't I?

Ah, no, he meant, he couldn't abandon his poor children, could he?

The insects drew near Song Shen, muttering frantically: “Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom loves us...”

Song Shen bent over and vomited, his face pale and the corners of his eyes red. “...Stay back. Get away from me. Turn into humans before you come over.”

A gentle yet stern, somewhat gloomy and sickly insect queen VS the insects

1. I've got a mother complex. Leave me alone, I'm a pervert.

2. Multiple save-file reloads and rewinds: the golden finger the insect race gives their queen.

3. There are phases of one-on-one pairings. The insects have a mother complex, and only their mother is their one and only home. With their mother, they have a home. Without him, the entire insect race, no matter how powerful, is like a bunch of children wandering the stars, liable to get beaten black and blue at any moment. Their mother is where their souls belong and the insect race's faith. The insects fight for their queen. There are loads of mama's boys among them.

4. My precious boy conquers the whole universe while feeling gloomy, scared, and frightened, but... laying eggs.

5. Song Shen (Xin): The name is taken from the fine-leaved wild ginger, a perennial herb with slender, threadlike leaves and numerous long roots growing in clusters, like secret whispers in the forest. Since ancient times, it has been regarded as an auspicious plant, a spirit herb of the deep mountains, and a fairy flower of secluded valleys.

Theme: The course of history is difficult to rewrite.