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?
With bloodshot eyes, Di Tou stared at the scrap of paper in front of him before throwing it to the ground and starting to scribble anew on a new sheet.
Halfway through the line, the charcoal pen in his hand snapped, but Di Tou didn't seem to notice, instead jumping up out of his seat, "AHA! I found it, I found it, hahaha!"
His eyes still burning, Di Tou looked around the room rapidly, before finally centering his eyes on a spot next to the wash tub, mobilizing his Spiritual Sense, Di Tou observed the position, and in his senses an ethereal red star started to shape before finally forming and flickering.
Keeping his eyes trained on the star, Di Tou slowly inched his way towards it while making countless calculations in his mind, suddenly, as the star flickered yet again, Di Tou jumped onto the star and felt the energy envelop him, with a slight push of his foot, he was instantly sent straight forward into the wall, letting out a loud bang before sliding down.