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?
After about four minutes, the clerk returned, passing over a beautiful blue bag that was roughly the size of cabbage, with the unique detail about it being that it had a relatively large opening in comparison to the size of the bag. Thinking for a moment, the clerk explained, "By the way senior, in the robes you're wearing, there should be a string about halfway up the sleeve right?"
Thinking for a moment, Di Tou responded, a bit surprised, "There is, how did you know?"
Smiling, the clerk answered, "Haha, it's a somewhat common design nowadays. You can use that string to attach your bag to the inside of your sleeve, that way you don't have to risk it being stolen from your waist, and you can simply reach into your sleeve to grab items."
Surprised, Di Tou tried it out, and after a bit of fumbling about, managed to connect the bag rather snugly in it's place.