The Legendary Janitor
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?
A Gaggle of Salesmen (and women)
Heading over to the bed, Di Tou looked at the damages, and realized they weren't as bad as they looked.
Well, at least, he hoped they weren't as bad as they looked.
The bed itself, seemed mostly intact, although it did look like someone had jumped on it a few too many times, while the bigger problems were on the frames of the bed on the side.
Pushing at the frame, Di Tou was a little concerned to find that it was a little wobbly, but all in all seemed like it probably wouldn't fall?
After all, he was pretty strong now, and he felt like if he couldn't easily make it topple with a push of his hand, it should probably be good for the night right?
Then, the biggest problem in the room.
Looking at the footprint in the wall, Di Tou couldn't help but gulp.
Sh*t. That definitely wouldn't buffer out.
Rubbing his finger against the wall, Di Tou felt a bit of the plaster flake off of the wall and couldn't help but be concerned.