Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?
Even without knowing the exact history and intent behind the picture, Di Tou could roughly make a guess that the lady in red was probably someone dear to Mu Di Bai, more likely than not his wife on their wedding day, judging by the festive red colored clothing. Recalling the fact that he had once burned one of her dresses when he had first arrived, Di Tou felt a chill run down his spine.
If he said they weren't pretty, he was insulting the man's wife and calling her ugly. If he said they were pretty… who knew what sort of reaction Mu Di Bai would have to someone else calling his wife pretty, especially now that it seemed like she was deceased. From the way he hid the photo, Di Tou felt like it wouldn't be anything good.