MariAnne Cathy is only the most athletic child in the whole grade. She goes by a simple nickname of "Cathy," but in other words, she just an overly-spoiled rich girl who loves to pretend she the toughest in the grade. A no-gossip pearsonaloty, no sway to her walk, and a pushy tom-boy attitude, makes her a person a boy or girl doesn't want to mess with. And, for some reason, she's the heroine of this story.
Hector Grant, a (basically) ghost. He's pale as, well, a ghost. He is also the son of a great business man of Grant Electronics. He's the silent type, and is the only person, besides her friends, that is not targeted for bullying by Cathy. He participates in no sports, whatsoever. He's ignored, and gets decent grades.
It's a weird relationship. Both children of great companies, and so different,yet, in a strange way, they're so alike.
It was never like this.
Friend for friend.
Now, It's bully for nerd.
Maybe the end of the world will patch up this old relationship.
Waking up in the body of a Romani Archiman is acceptable. Getting 3rd and 1st True Magics is nice. Getting Beasts as pets - delightful. The world of DxD is unforgivable. It's a world where some teenagers who aren't even two decades old somehow mystically defeat the descendants of legendary heroes, ancient demons, powerful dragons, etc. Why does this happen? Simply because! Simply put, this world only makes sense because it doesn't. And now, I have to put up with the fact that I live here. Such pain. (DxDxMulti)