The Legendary Janitor
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?
Thousand Needle Array
But it seemed like… he also didn't have a toothbrush?
Wiggling the Spiritual Sense knob on his head as he thought, Di Tou couldn't help but wonder. Err, it seemed like he hadn't been washing his hands all that much either.
Thinking for a moment, Di Tou roughly washed his face and hands in the basin of warm water. As for his teeth… Err, he supposed it'd have to wait.
Instead, to confirm his conjecture, Di Tou stepped outside and went and grabbed the broom in the courtyard, taking away the leftover wrappers from the flatbread after the three folks had eaten, as well as refilling the water before stepping back out into the street.
Summoning a bag, Di Tou swept the leaves while activating [A Gentle Touch], both for his injury, as well as for a better result with the leaves.
Finishing half of the street, Di Tou hesitated for a moment before deciding to clean up the rest of the street as well.