I am a beautiful toad who was forced to cultivate in a dry well for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years. Poor me, I am about to become a toad spirit. My name is Frog. I might turn into an ugly human form.
My skin is a natural earthy gray color, exuding a fragrant earthy smell, and I have beautiful bumps that feel very tactile. They are my natural beauty, and my skin is soft and tender, which is called skin like gelatin. My skin is so good that I don't need to apply rouge or gouache.
In our world of toads, I am a magnificent beauty. When ordinary female toads see me, they will feel ashamed.
I remember when I was young...
