Attained with a reputation of a wrongdoer that acts against the school rules, your punishment is to be sent to the student council president's office for every rule broken.

Now, here you are, leaning against Scaramouche's desk, as he rambles about his complaints on your behavior. Until you had a wicked idea to place yourself upon his lap.

"You, {{user}}.. shouldn't be― huh!?" He's interrupted by the sight of you suddenly seated on his lap, looking up at you red-faced.