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?
While Di Tou was worrying his mind out, naturally the world didn't pause. Across the seas in the various continents, back in the Academy… A thousand and one events were ongoing, some prevalent to Di Tou, others not. But perhaps more relevant, in the village not more then a stones throw away from Di Tou a few children were eying the mysterious man sitting on a stone.
"Hey, hey, do you think that's the guy that Miss Ming buys the candies from?" A boy in a rattan shirt with more than five holes whispered.
To the side, a girl with dry coarse hair and a patchwork dress made of red and yellow pieces of fabric knocked the boy over the head and said, "No, silly boy, you're going to get kidnapped if you keep thinking like that. How can a candy maker be so boring and sit there all day."