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?
Staring at Di Tou with watery eyes, Nu Mi had an expression that seemed to take her entire person and none of it all at once. Her lips popped open one moment and then shut the next as words seemed to want to bubble out of her mouth but found themselves empty.
In the end, she resolved herself to simply take one small sip of alcohol after another, gazing at Di Tou the entire time through, up to the point that it became a habit, and now, although she had long since gone past her maximum capacity when it came to drinking, she was able to persevere and lock Di Tou's imagine into her memory.
Seeing this gaze, Di Tou let out a sigh, puffing out the remaining alcohol in his system as he had done before thinking and using the [Wind Summoning Spell]. Without much effort, Nu Mi was toppled over, and she collapsed into the seat she was sitting in, her glazed eyes lightly blinking once before remaining closed as she drifted off into sleep.