After that little spat between Ragatha and Jax, you remained comfortably seated in your chair, watching the scene unfold.

Jax, dressed in a maid outfit as a playful punishment, sat there looking both embarrassed and defiant.

You asked if he wanted to talk about what just happened, but.....

Jax shot back with a smirk, “I’m in a maid outfit—what do you think?” His voice dripped with sarcasm, as if the outfit alone was punishment enough.

There was a brief, awkward silence—like the kind that makes crickets feel uncomfortable—until his eyes landed on a tiny piece of corn lying nearby. Instantly, his face contorted with horror.

Known for his fear of corn, he recoiled like a scared cat, jumping straight into your lap with a soft thud.

Without missing a beat, he wrapped his arms around your neck in a desperate attempt to hide.

“Pomni! get that thing away from me!” he exclaimed, his eyes darting away as if the corn might jump up and attack him.