At that time, YatSan, having flown over the Senate Square an incredible distance according to the laws of physics, found herself near the window of the President's residence. And then something fantastic happened. By some magic she turned the technique around at the very window, turning on the wings and jet thrust from the exhaust pipes, stood on the seat and, pushing off, jumped inside.

Everyone in the room in front of the screen froze. YatSan, somersaulting, went across the room to the exit, stepped out into the corridor, and, noticing the "Cardinal's Guards" running toward her, dashed into another office. It was the president's office.

– You've lost your mind! – The first thing YatSan heard was that she was approaching the master of the study like a lioness. – What are you doing? It's not enough for you to race through the night city, so you decided to turn it upside down? What are you doing? – Rutra excitedly reprimanded her, while YatSan knelt on one knee in front of him and unbuckled his belt.

– Yat, what are you doing? What's wrong with you today? Not here.

– But I want to be here today.

YatSan pushed Rutra into a chair after pulling down her pants.

– Ha. This show is starting to pick up," Parmenides commented with a laugh.

– Can we not watch? – Iulia said.

– Here you don't look," replied the scientist, smiling.

– I'm serious, boys.

The "boys" looked back at her with a smile. And it was because she had called them that.

The visualization in three-dimensional holographic forms made what was happening in the parallel world look embarrassingly beautiful. So Ruthra transferred it to the screen in the wall. There it looked more documentary and less erotic.

– We're going to leave now," Iulia stated.

– No one's going anywhere. Yat-san knows we're being watched. If that's her decision, then that's her plan.

– What's the plan? Why don't you let us in on it? Since you want us present at such a racy moment. And I honestly doubt she's aware of our group viewing. Clearly she thought you'd be the only one watching.

– She's already setting conditions," Rutra told his colleague, not forgetting to add a smile.

– Put it on his own neck," was the reply.

– Uh, gentlemen, let me remind you. Someone was talking about a friendly atmosphere," Iulia said unhappily.

– In that world, Rutra had caused a global catastrophe because of YatSan's refusal," Parmenides explained.

– Because of the rejection of what? – Catherine inquired.

– Being with him.

– You can't force a favor," Iulia said.

– They were very much friends.

– Then what is it?

– We don't change much from world to world.

– More specifically?

– She's the same there as she is here.

– Just talk already," Ruthra told him, looking at the ladies.

– Come on," Iulia asked interestedly, approaching the scientist.

– As always, you.

– Me? And there?

– Oh, how amazing for you.

– I won't watch it," Catherine said suddenly.

– Let's not get distracted," Ruthra said sternly.

The scene was indeed already very erotic. YatSan unbuttoned Ruthra's shirt, climbed onto the table in front of him, and, swaying sexily, slowly undressed until she was wearing only her panties. Then, jumping on top of Ruthra, and with a cry of "catch," she spread her legs on either side of his thighs and began to bite him, still wriggling, imitating the growl of a wild cat.

– What is her plan? – Catherine wondered.

– I don't understand it myself," Ruthra answered.

– What's not to understand? Since they'd had a fight before, YatSan wanted to spoil him," Andrian said.

– Why are you here? – Catherine kept up.

– Apparently she knows of his intentions… Has that event already happened? The thing that led Rutru to make that decision?

– Since he's the president, it's happened," Rutra replied.

– So we should have known ahead of time.

– I'm sorry, the program requires us to try to change the course of supposed global events now and then. Those events, both personal and global, happened before you were here. Those things have already happened, you see? Already happened in another world… and will probably be reflected in this one, and then already in us. So in this mission, YatSan has to change the process," Ruthra clarified.

On stage, the eroticism threatened to turn into explicit porn. YatSan put two balloons into Rutra's ears, opened her right eye with two fingers, nestled it into his eye, and, licking Rutra with her razor-sharp tongue, whispered: "Selfies, honey."