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?
Strangely, when the knife approached Di Tou, although it had been traveling in a straight line and there was plenty of force behind the throw, and despite Di Tou remaining on the ground and not dodging at all, the knife waved a little before shifting to the side and piercing into the ground beside him. As the tip of the dagger pierced into the ground, the color of the dagger suddenly changed before becoming a dark black in color, while the ground in the vicinity smoked slightly as grass shrivelled up and the earth dried out.