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?
Headache Inducing Formations
Reading through the page, Di Tou had a rough idea of how the flower worked, but at the same time, the girl hadn't forgotten to write in large characters, using up a large part of her limited space at the bottom that the flowers had "severe drawbacks that have a simple, but difficult to find cure." In other words, she was somewhat blatantly threatening Di Tou by saying that if he didn't help her out, well, the treasure would be something he could only see and not touch.
Well, no, that wasn't quite true. It was something he could see and touch but not use.
Looking at the girl scribbling away on the sheets, Di Tou couldn't help but want to hold his head. Lightly rapping his fingers on the table, Di Tou pointed at a sheet to ask if he could take it yet, before realizing he could speak. "Can I start reading?"
Pausing for a moment, the girl looked him up and down before passing him two sheets and continuing to draw.