That Time Hori And Miyamura Got Reincarnated In Another World (COMPLETED)

Chapter 4: The Arrival Of The Ogre Warriors

A few days after Miyamura's return from the Dwarf Kingdom, the village was bustling with activity. The goblins and dire wolves, with the help of the dwarves, had already begun constructing more permanent buildings, forging weapons, and improving their defenses. Hori and Miyamura had become pillars of strength and guidance, leading the village toward a bright future.

But peace, as always, didn't last long.

It was midday when the attack came.

Ranga, who had been standing by Hori and Miyamura's side, suddenly tensed, his fur bristling. "Master Miyamura Lady Hori, there is something approaching... fast."

Before they could react, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the trees, and moments later, a group of tall, muscular figures emerged from the forest. Six powerful ogres, their red eyes gleaming with hostility, marched toward the village, weapons drawn.

The leader, a massive ogre with flame-red hair, stepped forward, pointing his katana at Hori and Miyamura. "So, you're the ones who've taken control of this land," he growled. "You will pay for what you've done to our people!"

Miyamura, confused, took a step forward, trying to defuse the situation. "Wait, we don't want to fight. There's been a misunderstanding. We haven't done anything to your people."

The ogre leader scowled. "Lies! We were attacked by a powerful monster that matches your description. We will avenge our fallen comrades!"

Hori, always quick to react, drew her wooden sword and stepped beside Miyamura, her eyes narrowing. "If you want to fight, we'll defend our village. But we're not your enemy."

The red-haired ogre snarled. "Enough talk! We will defeat you here and now!" With a battle cry, he and his fellow ogres charged toward Hori and Miyamura.

Ranga leapt in front of Miyamura, baring his fangs. "Stay back, Master! I'll handle this."

However, Miyamura raised a hand to stop him. "No, Ranga. Let us handle it."

The battle began in earnest. Hori moved with lightning speed, her wooden sword clashing against the ogres' weapons. Miyamura, using his newly acquired powers, dodged their strikes effortlessly, redirecting their attacks with a calm precision.

Despite their strength, the ogres quickly realized they were no match for Hori and Miyamura. The couple's teamwork was flawless, their movements in perfect sync. Hori struck with swift, powerful blows, while Miyamura countered with precise, calculated attacks. It was like a dance, their connection evident to everyone watching.

The ogre leader, though powerful, was soon overpowered by Miyamura's speed. As his katana was knocked from his hands, he fell to his knees, panting. The other ogres, seeing their leader defeated, hesitated before dropping their weapons, acknowledging their defeat.

Miyamura, panting slightly from the effort, walked up to the kneeling ogre. "We told you, we're not your enemies. We don't want to fight you."

The red-haired ogre, still catching his breath, looked up at him in disbelief. "How... how could you be so powerful? What are you?"

Hori sheathed her wooden sword and approached, her expression softening. "We're just trying to build a home here, to protect the people who've decided to follow us. We don't know who attacked your people, but it wasn't us."

The ogres exchanged uncertain glances. The red-haired one, still on his knees, finally spoke. "I am the leader here and we are the last of the ogres. We believed you were the ones responsible for the destruction of our clan." He bowed his head. "But it seems we were wrong. We have misjudged you."

Miyamura helped him to his feet. "It's fine. We understand why you attacked, but there's no need for us to be enemies."

Leader looked at him for a long moment before nodding. "You've proven your strength and your honor. If you'll have us, we would like to serve you. We will be loyal to you and help you build your kingdom."

Hori smiled warmly at the ogres. "We'd be glad to have you. But first, we need to give you names."

The ogres looked at her in confusion. "Names?" asked one of the female ogres, a tall and fierce-looking warrior with purple hair.

Miyamura nodded. "Yes, names will help you grow even stronger. It's a custom here."
Leader stepped forward, bowing his head slightly. "If that is your will, we will accept your names with honor."

Miyamura glanced at Hori, and she nodded, taking charge. "I'll name the women," she said confidently. "You handle the men."

Miyamura turned to the four male ogres and began naming them one by one. "You shall be called Benimaru," he said to the red-haired leader. "And you," he pointed to an old but experienced ogre, "shall be Hakurou." He continued, naming the other two males Kurobe and Souei.

Meanwhile, Hori approached the two female ogres, her smile kind. "You," she said to the purple-haired warrior, "shall be Shion." The other female, a smaller, more reserved ogre, she named Shuna.

As each name was given, the ogres were enveloped in light, their bodies glowing with power. One by one, they began to evolve, their forms changing, becoming even more powerful and refined. The light was so bright that Hori and Miyamura had to shield their eyes.

But as the last of the ogres received their names, Hori and Miyamura's vision blurred. They had used too much power again. With a soft sigh, they collapsed, unconscious.

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When Hori and Miyamura finally awoke three days later, they found themselves in their shared tent, surrounded by worried faces. Benimaru, Shion, Shuna, and the others stood nearby, their new, evolved forms towering over them.

"How long were we out this time?" Miyamura groaned, rubbing his head.

"Three days," Benimaru said, his voice deeper and more refined than before. "You've both given us great power. We are eternally grateful, my lords."

Hori sat up, blinking at the sight of the newly evolved ogres. "Wow... you all look so... different."

Shion, now taller and more imposing, smiled warmly at Hori. "Thanks to you, Lady Hori, we have evolved. We will serve you loyally from now on."

Miyamura looked over at Benimaru, who stood with a newfound dignity. "We will help you build your village," Benimaru said with a bow. "From now on, we are your swords and shields. We owe you our lives."

Hori and Miyamura exchanged a glance, both feeling the weight of their new responsibility. But they smiled, knowing they weren't alone in this. Together, with their new allies, they would continue to build their kingdom.

A few days later, the village had grown even more, with the ogres helping to strengthen the defenses and continue the construction. The teamwork between the goblins, wolves, dwarves, and ogres was seamless. It was as if they had all been waiting for this moment-this chance to build something great together.

As Hori and Miyamura trained with their newly evolved friends, their bond only grew stronger. Benimaru and Shion, in particular, marveled at their chemistry and how effortlessly they worked together. And as the sun set on another day, the village felt more like home than ever.

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End of Chapter 4