Seiko is under Ruruka's control

Once Ruruka saw how Seiko was holding her head, she walked over to Seiko and put her hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, you alright?" Ruruka asked, making sure to see what effect the **** had on her.

"Yeah, I-I'm fine..." Seiko weakly said, her head still reeling.

Ruruka had to come up with an order that she could give to Seiko

"You should probably take off your mask. Just so you can get some air." Ruruka knew better than anyone that Seiko rarely ever took off her mask, the only time that Ruruka could ever think of was when Seiko got really really angry at her once.

"Yeah... You're right." Seiko slipped off her mask and put it aside before making sure to breathe deeply.

'Holy shit, is this working?' Ruruka had to come up with another test.

"Hey, why don't you flip your skirt up so your legs can breathe too." Ruruka was almost too embarrassed to suggest it in case the **** had no effect.

Seiko silently stood up and lifted up her skirt, revealing her grey underwear to Ruruka. Seiko's face looked calm as if she was slightly enjoying to air against her thighs.

Ruruka was taken back, to anyone who had just walked in, it would look like Seiko had no dignity.

Ruruka had done enough tests, she knew Seiko would do anything she'd ask and would act completely casual about embarrassing things.