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?
After wandering around for a while, what Di Tou had found wasn't a person, nor was it a sign… but it was a barrel of lemonade! Running up the barrel, Di Tou looked at the tray of clean cups that was placed nearby and the bucket of dirty cups to the side and couldn't help but be moved. Looking at the cups, the station should still be rather well received and used, which meant that as long as he waited for a while, he should eventually run into someone who could point the directions, right!?
Thinking this way, Di Tou's anxiety finally returned to a reasonable level, and he let out a deep breath before taking out a seat and ladling himself a cup.
Taking a sip, Di Tou couldn't help but slightly wrinkle his brows, "Stingy…" The sect had clearly skimped slightly on the sugar. Of course, whether that was because they were stingy or because they had different sensibilities when it came to taste was hard to say.