Love X Harem

Ana POV

My name is Ana Wolff. Today I was planning on going to my class reunion to see my old childhood friend. I wanted to apologize for all the bad things I had done to him. I never would have thought that it would end like this.

Robber: "Give me your wallet"

A man is standing in front of Erik and me with a knife and telling us to give him our wallets.

Robber: "Don't try running away or I kill you

Erik and I both didn't move even a finger. The man came closer to us.

Robber: "But before I take your wallets, I will enjoy my dessert."

When he came close enough, he started grabbing my b.r.e.a.s.ts.

Ana: "Ah!"

Robber: "Hehe."

Erik: "You must be kidding me...Are you a f.u.c.k.i.n.g v.i.r.g.i.n?!"

When the robber herd what Erik said, he stopped massaging my b.r.e.a.s.ts and turned his attention to Erik. He came closer to him and pushed his knife against his throat. If I had been in his situation, I would have been incredibly scared. However, Erik seemed like he wasn't even interested in what the robber was saying. There was no trace of fear on his face. It seemed like he was totally relaxed.

Robber: "What did you say?!"

Erik: "Perfect."

Robber: "Eh? Wha...oooooooo!" Before the robber could finish his sentence, Erik kicked him in the balls.

The robber was in so much pain that he had to let his knife fall on the ground and kneel before Erik. After that, Erik punched him in the face and the robber fell on the ground. Erik took the fallen knife and got closer to the robber. Erik then moved the knife to the face of the robber.

Erik: "You think you are strong just because you have a knife?"

Robber: "Eh?" The robber had a shocked face, now that the tables have turned. Even I still can't believe what happened. I knew that Erik was brave but I never expected him to pull something like that of.

Robber: "I'm sorry! I..." Erik moved the knife so close to his right eye that it nearly touched it.

Erik: "Listen kiddo, you should be walking in the middle of the night with a knife around. What if you peak someone's eye out with this thing? "

Robber: "I-I m sorry! I'm sorry"

Erik: "Ow how nice of you to apologize. The problem is just...how should I put it into words? I don't get anything from your apology. You just now molested MY woman in front of me. I should cut you thingers of one after another!" Erik took his hand and was pointing the knife in the hands direction.

Robber: "No please! Anything but that!"

Erik: "But...because I'm such a nice nice guy, I will let you go." Erik packed him by the throat."If I ever again see you around here...I will make sure to castrate you! Do you understand?"

Robber: "Yes! Yes!"

Erik let go of him and came back to me.

Erik: "Let's go, baby."

The robber stud up and ran away, while we were going back in the direction from which we came.

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Eriks POV

Erik: "HAHAHAHA, did you see his face?! I think he really pissed himself! HAHAHA."

I really couldn't stop laughing. That guy's facial expression was priceless!

Ana: "I really couldn't believe what you just did."

Erik: "Neither can I, but it was just so much fun. Hahaha."

Ana: "Why did you do that? He could have easily stabbed you. That was dangerous!"

Erik: "I know. I really just had incredible luck. I just...coldnt watch him molest you. I can't tolerate seeing people in front of me getting tormented, especially people who are close to me. I just had to stop him."

Ana: "Why did you let him getaway? We could have called the police."

Erik: "Meh. I just didn't want to get wanted to be questioned by the police the whole night. It really would be a pain in the as."

Ana: "Because you let him get away he will surely continue robbing people."

Erik: "And?"

Ana: "Because you were too soft on him he will rob many people."

Erik: "Is that really such a bad thing?"

Ana: "Of course it is! Evil people like him are the worst kind of human beings!"

Erik: "Why? Because he wanted to rob us?"

Ana: "Yea!"

Erik: "I don't think that makes him an evil person. Maby an untrustworthy person, a dangerous person or a misguided person, but not an evil one. If you robing someone means being evil, then humanity as a whole would be evil."

Ana: "What are you talking about?"

Erik: "Let me ask you something. What is ownership?"

Ana: "Well...ownership is when you own something."

Erik: "And how can you prove that you own something?"

Ana: "Well...with the help of doc.u.ments and paper receipts."

Erik: "Ok, now imagen that you bought a bag of ch.i.p.s and on the way home, someone stills them from you. Sadly your paper receipt got destroyed and there was no one else who saw you buying or taking the ch.i.p.s home. What how would you prove that the ch.i.p.s the thief eats belong to you?"

Ana: "I would ask the shopkeeper to tell the police that I bought them."

Erik: "Sadly, the shopkeeper has amnesia and can't remember who bought the ch.i.p.s."

Ana: "That's an awful lot of coincidences."

Erik: "That doesn't matter. Just tell me, how would you prove that you own the bag of ch.i.p.s?"

Ana: "Hmmm...I...really don't know."

Erik: "Its strange isn't it? If you erase everything that confirms your ownership ower the bag of ch.i.p.s, it's like you never owned them in the first place. Its as if you ownership ower the bag of ch.i.p.s was just an illusion. And that's what ownership really is, just an illusion."

Ana: "That..."

Erik: "Tell me, to who does the land we stand on belong to?"

Ana: "The town?"

Erik: "And to who did it belong before the humans came?"

Ana: "To no one."

Erik: "Wrong. It belonged to mother nature. But because only few humans accepted that fact, some humans took this land and made others believe that it's their own. And it's not just this land. People have done so with many things. The milk of a cow belongs to the cow. Chicken eggs belong to the chicken. And pig meat belongs to pigs. If you look at things like that, do you still think that robbing someone is such an evil thing?"

Ana: "...I...dont know what to say...since when did you become a philosopher?"

Erik: "Well, I always was one, its just that the older I got the more I started thinking about the true meaning of life."

As I was speaking with Ana I saw that on the other side of the street was a child playground where children were playing.

Erik: "Hey, Ana. Can I ask you something?"

Ana: "Of course. Ask me whatever you want."

Erik: "What do you think about me."