The Human Torch (Fire Force) Chapter 10: The Newbie Tournament Part 1

[Third Person's PoV] 


Johnny, Shinra, and Arthur all arrived at the tournament organized by the Fire Force divisions for their newcomers.


As they arrived, Shinra shouted in excitement, lifting his fist in the air, “Woooaah! It's time for the Newcomer Tournament!”


As they were all lining up, a woman with black hair in short pigtails appeared. She was wearing just her fireman jacket with only her bra underneath it. Even her pants were a little saggy. “Tamaki Kotatsu, stepping right up!”


Johnny stared without any shame at her chest, which caused Tamaki to blush slightly and glare at him, “Do you have a staring problem or something!?”


“No, I was just wondering if you were like an exhibitionist,” Johnny asked as he continued to stare at her chest.


“LIKE YOU'RE ONE TO TALK!” both Shinra and Arthur shouted at Johnny.


“Stop staring, you perv!” Tamaki shouted, swiping her palm at him for a slap, but she ended up tripping and flipping in the air.


Somehow Johnny found himself inside her pants while she was upside down. They were both in a standing 69 position.


“How the hell did this happen!?” Johnny asked.


“Oh no! My lucky lecher syndrome acted up again!” Tamaki cried out.


“I know I had women throw themselves at me in the past, but this is just a whole other level,” Johnny sighed, his head still inside her pants.


“Ahhh~” Tamaki subconsciously moaned as she felt Johnny's breath directly through her private parts.


“Please just get me down from this unfortunate situation,” Tamaki cried out with tears in her eyes.


After Johnny managed to get her down, Shinra and Arthur just glared at him, clearly upset.


“Why is it always him?” Shinra asked with a demonic expression.


“I'm just as handsome as him,” Arthur muttered, trying to act nonchalant.


“Perv…” Maki said, giving Johnny a side-eye as she appeared in her formal uniform, looking like their superior.


“Come on, you really can't blame me for that, can you?” Johnny asked.


Shinra decided to change the subject and looked towards the small spectator section off to the side, “Who are they? They look important.”


There was a man wearing a lab coat with black bushy hair, a black and white striped shirt, and a bit of a crazed look, giving him the vibe of a mad scientist.


Another was a man in a black three-piece suit with glasses, and an old man dressed as a priest wearing a red cross.


But Maki only focused on the last two, “They are some serious VIPs here. That man is the president of Haijima Heavy Industries, the biggest industry in this world. And the one next to him is the priest of the Holy Sol Temple.”


While they were waiting for the tournament to begin, Shinra was seen looking around seriously.


“What are you looking for?” Johnny asked curiously.


“I'm looking for the First Brigade captain… He was the one present during my incident 12 years ago— Ah, there he is,” Shinra said, motioning to a muscular man with long white hair tied in a low ponytail, an eyepatch over one of his eyes, and his fireman coat draped over his shoulder as he stood with his arms crossed.


“Talk about intimidating,” Johnny teased as he accompanied Shinra, both of them walking up towards him.


“Excuse me, sir!” Shinra called out.


The man turned around and looked at them with a friendly smile, “Are you two newcomers participating in this year's tournament?” he asked.


Both Shinra and Johnny did a salute as they introduced their names and what Brigade they belonged to.


“I'm Johnny Storm, from the 8th Fire Force Brigade.”


“My name is Shinra Kusakabe, and I'm also from the 8th.”


Hearing their names, the man's smile dropped, but he didn't say anything. Johnny detected an aura of seriousness from him.


“I'm sorry to bother you, sir, but do you remember a fire incident from 12 years ago?” Shinra asked.


“Mine was 13 years ago, and I'm not sure if you were part of it. I'm just curious to know if you'd know anything about it,” Johnny casually said.


The First Brigade captain turned around, raising a hand in a stopping gesture, and walked away. “Sorry, I don't have time for idle chit-chat.”


“Wait—” Johnny said, his hand reaching out, his expression turning serious as he detected that the captain was hiding something.


However, Tamaki appeared in front of them, blocking their path. Unfortunately, or in Johnny's case, fortunately, she stepped too close, causing Johnny's outstretched hand to go inside her bra, his entire hand cupping her breast.


“You! You guys have some nerve addressing the captain of the 1st Brigade like that! Have some respect!” Tamaki reprimanded with her hands by her side.


“Honk-honk—I mean... Seriously, what's your problem!? The same can be said about you, have some respect!” Johnny said, rapidly pulling his hand away after getting a good feel.


“You perv!” Tamaki said, holding her breast.


“You're one to talk!” Johnny angrily retorted.


Shinra didn't have time to be jealous and called out to the captain, “Captain, wait! I just need a bit of your time!”


Johnny grabbed Tamaki, lifted her up, and set her to the side. “Yeah, same here, you're clearly hiding something. Why did you get so serious when you heard our names?”


The captain stopped but didn't answer. Tamaki tried to get in the way once more. She spun around, getting in front of Johnny, but in doing so, Johnny's hands accidentally got inside her pants, causing him to hold her ass.


Everyone around them blinked and looked at Johnny and Tamaki in disbelief.


“Hey, Tamaki… Keep it in your pants,” the First Brigade captain said with a sigh.


“You have a very nice ass,” Johnny said with a serious expression. “I know you want to get with me, but take me to dinner first, then we'll talk about taking off our clothes and me getting to feel your ass.”


Tamaki just pushed Johnny off her before dropping to the floor in tears, “Why does this always happen to me!? What did I do to deserve this!?”


Captain Burns of the First Brigade just stared at both Johnny and Shinra, ignoring the crestfallen Tamaki.


“Johnny and Shinra, was it? Just how many fire incidents happen in a year's time? Sorry, but I won't remember a needle in a 12-13 year haystack. The competition is about to begin. It's best you two start getting ready.”


“Sure, you won't remember every single one, but surely you will remember the odd ones, the ones that stood out from the rest. You're clearly hiding something,” Johnny said.


A flame appeared on Burns' eyepatch where his eye was supposed to be. “It's in your best interest if you drop it,” he said in a commanding tone.


Johnny's eyes began to glow as his hair started to catch on fire, the arena around him getting hotter so that even the ground beneath him became softer. “You don't get to decide what my best interests are. What are you hiding? I won't ask again.”


Both Johnny and Burns continued staring at each other, their fire growing stronger and hotter.


“That's enough, you two!”


They both heard a strong voice. They turned towards the voice and saw Captain Obi shaking his head at them. “Johnny, stand down,” Obi ordered.


“But Captain—”


“Is that disobedience I detected, Johnny?” Obi asked in a threatening tone, showing he was serious.


Johnny clicked his tongue. “No, Captain. It won't happen again,” Johnny muttered, powering down before walking away.


“And you, Captain Burns, you should know better than to get angry and behave like that towards a child.”


Burns only scoffed before walking away. He stopped and turned towards Obi, “You're right. I apologize for my actions,” he said before continuing.


As Johnny and Burns walked away, Shinra just stood there awkwardly, watching Captain Obi rub his forehead with a sigh.