An_Ineloquent_Pen

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?

The Legendary Janitor

Still sweating, Di Tou couldn't help but roll his eyes as he thought before quickly coming up with an impromptu solution. Running over to the table, he fumbled around with the robe and unhooked the Spatial Bag, and took out the water stone and a cloth bag that he typically used for leaves. Bringing the two items over to the tub, Di Tou ripped the cloth bag up, making it into long strips of cloth.

Folding the cloth over the crack, Di Tou tried to cover as much of the crack as he could, placing on several layers to help try to isolate the crack before taking half a step back and reaching out with his hand and summoning the earth element, creating a soft muddy substance that should hopefully stick.

Rubbing the mud onto the side of the tub over the cloth and on the basin on both sides, Di Tou ensured that there were no visible seams before pulling back his hand and then placing it directly onto the mud on both sides of the tub.

The Beautiful Night Sky