Summary
I transmigrated into a Stellar Beastfolk novel as a dead egg that the female lead was about to devour.
Just as I was struggling to break out of my shell, the Bee Tribe Beastmen-who were known for being violent and ferocious all day long-suddenly regained their sanity and swarmed toward my location.
They offered me all their loyalty, revealing their sensitive stingers with blood-red eyes, all for the sake of obtaining a bit of Psychic Power soothing.
“We beg for Our King’s affection.”
Me: “…”
Hey! I’m still just a baby bee!