Hiya everyone. My name is Kabuto, Kabuto Amagi to be exact, and I am just your ordinary run-of-the-mill high school student.

That is, until I got hit by a truck, only to be sent to another world just like those fantasy novels I used to read.

Problem is, instead of reincarnated as a pure and adorable baby like in those stories, I am reincarnated as an ant instead.

Yeah, you read that right. An ant. And not even a magical one. It's just an ordinary run-of-the-mill ant.

Who would've thought a fantasy world would still have these annoying little buggers.

So now, I am stuck working day and night, carrying food for the queen ant.

Truly a fate worse than death.

But then, as the days gone by, I realize that my body has gotten bigger than the other ants. And as days turned into months, I have grown to be five times as big as the rest of the worker ants.

Thank God the ants barely have any intelligence, so they still don't notice anything odd about me.

Still, the fact that this is happening means that I have a way out of this hellhole.

Yes, I must grow bigger and bigger. Bigger means stronger and stronger means I would not die in this new world.

So, I wait. I wait and I wait until I get so big I cannot use the usual tunnels the other ants use. I have to dig them out myself.

At this point, I no longer do my grunt work as a worker ant. Instead, I just rob whatever food the other ants bring with them--while they are away from the nest of course, don't want to get mobbed by the other ants since I am still not that confident with the level my strength is right now.

And then, one day, I do the unthinkable. I bite an ant's head off and chew on the damn thing.

And it tastes delicious.

I know I should be horrified, since this is basically ant cannibalism, not to mention eating ants, yuck, but for some reason I don't really care.

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All I know is that the worker ants are good enough for my food source.

So then I begin the hunt. With my body now seven times as big as one of them, killing them and then eating them becomes a walk in the park. They are never that aggressive to begin with, since the ones trained for battle are the soldier ants.

The hunting days continue, and I notice how my growth is getting much faster than before. I conclude this is because of my new diet. The ants are much more nutritious than the tiny food they carry.

And then I realize that I am indeed a magical ant.

I suppose the universe wasn't cruel enough to just abandon me in this world without any special ability.

As I eat more and more, my size grows tremendously. Now, I am twenty times as big as a normal ant.

Thus, I decide it is time to commit regicide.

The queen always stays in the nest, birthing new little ants every day. She is guarded by a horde of warrior ants; ants with much more aggressiveness and much more powerful sting. Even with my level of strength, I still have a fair chance to lose against them.

However, I intend to mitigate that by doing a surprise attack. I dug out a tunnel right above the room where the queen resides. And then I dug down, dropping right where the whole party is.

I stab the queen right away, causing mass confusing among the ranks of the soldier ants. Then, I easily slaughter them one by one, as they watch their beloved queen die.

And after that, a feast.

It takes me a whole day to eat the whole party, but it is well worth it. Their skin was deliciously crunchy and their meat was appetizingly juicy.

I let out a long yawn, if ants can even yawn, as I feel really sleepy all of a sudden. Must be all the food coming into my stomach.

And so I fall into a deep slumber.