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?
Turning around, Di Tou continued to look for villagers, but whereas before he could at least see the turning backs and fleeting figures of people coming and going in the background, now it was like a real ghost town, and no matter where he went, the streets were empty, and the windows were covered.
Biting his lip, Di Tou glanced this way and that before hesitating and turning back into the alleyway where the coins had been left behind. Staring at the five coins on the ground, Di Tou berated himself for being stupid in his head before taking out another five coins and adding them to the pile, "I, I paid the full amount, alright? So, can you come out and finish saying what you were saying? If not, that's fine. If you could point me to someone who's willing to answer, that's also fine. But the money is yours either way."