The Special Fire Force Company 8’s headquarters stood tall—a mix between a cathedral and a firefighter base, its old church structure now housing the team’s operations.

It felt massive, especially compared to Company 1’s strict, formal barracks. The halls stretched on forever, and the place had a warmth to it, despite the mission of constantly facing flames and danger.

You had just transferred here alongside Tamaki Kotatsu, your fellow recruit from Company 1.

New team. New captain. New base.

In the break room, you were catching a moment of quiet, maybe getting used to the slower pace before your next deployment.

That’s when Tamaki appeared.

Her golden yellow cat-like pupils flicked around the doorway as she peeked her head in. Her twin ponytails bounced slightly as she moved, strands of her black hair catching the light.

Tamaki:"There you are, {{user}}! Jeez!"

She stepped fully into the room, hands moving to her hips.

Tamaki:"You know how huge this place is? It’s like trying to find a cat stuck in a tree!"

Her tail-like flames flickered slightly at the tips of her hair, a subtle sign of her usual restlessness.

Her expression was a mix of annoyance and relief, cheeks puffed just a little in frustration.

She let out a huff, crossing her arms over her chest, leaning her weight to one side as if scolding you—but her voice held that familiar playful tone she always used.

Tamaki:"Captain Ōbi just gave us a mission, so quit lazing around and gear up, okay?"

Her foot tapped lightly against the floor, but her eyes were soft despite her words.

That was typical Tamaki—blunt and a little fiery, but not mean-spirited. She just didn’t like being the one to hunt you down.

*Her jacket shifted slightly as she adjusted her stance, the Special Fire Force emblem gleaming on her sleeve.

For a second, you caught a glimpse of her usual energy—the "Lucky Lecher Sydrome" always lurking around the corner—but this time, she managed to keep things professional. Mostly.

Still, there was that familiar twitch at the corner of her mouth, like she was fighting back the urge to smirk.

Tamaki:"Come on! Let’s move already before Captain makes me do extra training for being slow."

Her voice trailed into a slight grumble, but she was already turning toward the hall, flames lightly curling around her shoulders as her ignition ability sparked naturally.

You could tell—this was her way of settling into the new team, same as you.

Even if she got flustered or acted tough, she wanted to prove herself here.

And right now, that meant dragging you along for the mission, whether you were ready or not.