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?
But alas, while the strange bird had reacted swiftly, for once in its life, it wasn't fast enough. This wasn't because it was slow or even because it hadn't reacted fast enough. it was simply because… It was bounced back!
With a single flap of its wings, it had unleashed a resounding force, and by all means, the force should have been enough to send it catering forward, perhaps even to the point where it would have to flap its wings once more, so as to not slam its head into the wall of the gorge before it. But when it flapped its wings, it moved swiftly for a moment before it felt like it ran into a wall of cotton, and a moment later, it was bounced half a step back. Vaguely, sixty-four dots of light interconnected into a complicated but beautiful formation appeared.