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?
Returning home, Di Tou first stopped by in the courtyard to check on the four fellows in the back, and seeing they were all hard at work he nodded in approval.
"Mmm, what a hardworking bunch."
Dropping off half of the paper he had bought, and a couple more charcoal pens on the table, Di Tou couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw that the golden chair was still there.
Letting out a puff of air, he couldn't help but lament, ah, I couldn't say anything because I didn't know how to make the old fellow leave, but as a teacher, can't you ask for your own chair back?
This is littering! What happened to leading by example.
Making his way out of the courtyard, Di Tou decided to check on the robes later and just finish up with repairing the well first. Anyways, he felt like he was on a roll, and it wasn't like checking on the clothing now and later would make a difference on the end result.