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?
To such an obvious redirection, Di Tou had expected a room full of groans and complaints, but instead he saw a bunch of serious young faces let out thoughtful nods and solemn agreements. To this he could only sigh and say that the students here were indeed the best of the lot, nothing like the fellow students he had known, who although studious and focused on their future, would groan at such a cheesy line and joke about how they were there to buy a degree, not an education.