"Oi, get out of the way. What are you looking at? Omigod this janitor is staring at me!"
The students treated me like crap, but I wasn't angry. I just smiled and moved along. It was true, I was kind of pathetic, but grateful for the job. You'll get no trouble from me. That being said, who in the F*UCK were these schoolgirls? What ever happened to manners? Maybe it's the sign of our times. I'm a janitor, but people themselves have become trash. Japan is doomed, I thought. Then, he came to me...
"You want the power to change society?... Here you go."
It was the ghost of Sazaemon, the man who founded this school. He gave me the ability to stop time, for the specific purpose of fixing this lousy generation.
I burnish the fourth dimensional gavel of discipline! When the clock stops, my cock plunges!