Chapter 207: Cross Dress?

"Fine, fine, let’s think what else your quest can be or else you might just jinx it and force this horrible condition," Fredrinn said helplessly.

Andrea giggled slightly.

Jenny and Rose also leaned in just a little, with Rose putting all her body weight on Fredrinn like he was her favourite pillow. She nestled into his shoulder, completely unbothered by the discussion of human systems.

Jenny was more reserved, though she was forced to lay down because sitting on her buttocks made it sting even more.

Every time she shifted her weight against the soft mattress, a dull, fiery ache flared across her backside. And each time it stung, she made sure to glare at Fredrinn for putting her into this condition.

He didn’t really mention about it or take any offense for it.

He maintained an innocent expression, letting her silent wrath slide right off him. He didn’t want to embarrass her by reminding her that half the time she was the one begging for him to go harder and rougher while gripping the bedsheets for dear life. Bringing that up right now would only cause an immediate riot.

"Rose doesn’t even understand why we are discussing what her quest can be," Rose yawned against his shoulder, covering her lips elegantly. "Won’t Andrea find out about it when it comes?"

Her words made sense, but Andrea didn’t want the ’logic’ to ruin her quest.

The entire point of her hidden objective was to coax Fredrinn into volunteering the specific act of humiliation himself. If Rose’s detached demonic rationality shut down the brainstorming session now, Andrea’s golden opportunity to secure a high-grade awakening skill would crumble into dust.

She glared in Rose’s direction, "Miss, you’re strong and awakened since birth probably... Honestly I don’t even know what a demon is, but anyways, I have been VERY irritated about not becoming an awakener!"

Andrea said, her voice sounding passionate and serious, "And if discussing this can lead to my quest going smoother, do you have a problem with that?"

From the look in her eyes, Andrea definitely wasn’t going to take the no for an answer. She stood with her feet planted firmly on the floorboards, practically radiating fierce determination.

And while Rose didn’t feel an ounce of threat from that short plump midget, she understood that arguing will only waste more time and trouble for Fredrinn. Her primary goal was to lounge peacefully against her man, not get bogged down in petty screaming matches with a mortal who was clearly on edge.

Thus, Rose simply shrugged off and closed her eyes, choosing to relax while listening to the discussion.

Andrea didn’t care about her unwillingness to participate either as she only cared about Fredrinn’s interest in her discussions... After all, her quest depended on it.

She paced a short step forward, fixing her gaze between the remaining two.

"So, what even counts as bullying?" Andrea asked to both Jenny and Fredrinn, who blinked in confusion.

The two of them exchanged an awkward glance, struggling to map a juvenile schoolyard concept onto an apocalyptic survival scenario.

"Bullying is... what happens in schools?" Jenny said after a brief thought.

"..." Andrea stared at her blankly, "I meant the definition of it... Or at least give examples of what actions count as bullying, you know?"

"Plunging a kid’s head in the toilet seat?" Fredrinn hummed as he stroked his chin, remembering some faint memories of his childhood, though it was quite blurry.

This was one of the classic bullying scene in the life of most protagonists and TV shows.

"...You want your head to go in the toilet?" Andrea deadpanned. Her eyebrow raised so high it nearly touched her hairline.

"Not really, you asked what counts as bullying." He shrugged, making Andrea even more irritated.

He was being completely useless!

At this rate, the quest was going to register something utterly repulsive or entirely unhinged. She needed realistic, targeted ammunition that she could actually deploy in this bedroom within the next ten minutes.

"Give better examples! Something that can be applicable on relationships!"

"Bonking head?" Jenny mused, tapping her knuckles together lightly.

"Spanking ass?" Fredrinn guessed, his lips curling into a shameless, suggestive grin as his eyes flicked meaningfully toward Jenny’s bruised state.

"Smashing a vase?" Jenny offered next.

"On the head?" Fredrinn completed Jenny’s suggestion.

Andrea’s eyelids twitched as she seriously began to consider the option of smashing a vase on Fredrinn’s head to complete the quest.

In starting, she was imagining cute stuff as bullying like pinning the partner down and forcing to do something. A little bit of rough romance, maybe stealing his clothes, or ordering him around like a servant—things that would fit comfortably into their dynamic while still ticking the system’s boxes.

But after hearing the suggestions from both Jenny and Fredrinn, her mind was struggling to consider those ’cuter’ options. These two seemed to think bullying meant outright domestic battery and traumatic physical violence!

"Maybe cross dress or something crazy? I don’t know if it counts, but it sounds fun~" Jenny suddenly suggested, making Fredrinn’s eyes widen and a smile to appear on Andrea’s lips.

The air in the room suddenly shifted.

Fredrinn’s relaxed posture stiffened. His brows shot up, his eyes darting toward Jenny with a look that clearly communicated: Whose side are you on right now?

Andrea, however, felt a wave of pure enlightenment wash over her.

She thought about that idea a few times and only liked it more and more every time!

Making Fredrinn dress up into women’s clothes?

Forcing this towering, muscular Awakened fighter—a man with chiseled abs, an Incubus constitution, and a fearsome broken blade—to squeeze into a frilly skirt or a tight blouse?

How could that not be interesting?

It was humiliating, completely harmless, utterly hilarious, and undoubtedly fit the psychological parameters of an absolute power play. If she pulled that off, the Bully System would have no choice but to shower her with top-tier rewards.

Though, there was only one problem.

How to convince him to do it and to have him suggest this option himself!