Journey to Planar World

There is a turning point in life.

It can be big or small.

At least for one girl, Shirogane Kei, it was something that significantly changed her life.

One of those turning points was... The smartphone.

It was an extremely practical tool, and in some ways, it was no exaggeration to say it could do anything.

Her family was quite poor, but Kei was still given a smartphone, and she gradually became addicted to it.

Initially, the smartphone was just a practical tool for communicating with friends, but she then used it in a healthy manner, playing games, watching videos, and searching for information.

Kei was a serious and intelligent girl, and even though she had a handy smartphone for playing, she never neglected her studies, and her relationship with her family was good, despite being in the phase of rebellion.

So, she used her smartphone without issues, just like a typical teenage girl. But at some point, her usage became skewed.

One day, Kei was home alone.

Her family was poor and lived in a cramped apartment with her father and older brother.

Her older brother attended Shuchi’in Academy and served as the student council president, but also worked part-time. Her father was unemployed.

Kei was also a hard-working girl, delivering newspapers early in the morning. However, as a middle school student, she typically didn’t work part-time after school. She usually stayed at home unless she wanted to play.

Since her father and older brother usually came home late at night due to their part-time jobs, Kei usually spent the day alone studying.

One day, while fiddling with her smartphone in the living room for a short break from studying, she accidentally clicked on a link to an adult video site.

By family policy, her smartphone did not have a child lock, so it could access 18+ sites, but Kei had never seen one before.

Middle school student. 14 years old. Teenager. At her age then, she was not completely uninterested in adult sites or anything related to pornography.

While she had a normal level of interest—not to the point of disliking it—she subconsciously avoided it for several reasons.

The reasons were...

—The divorce of her parents, the circumstances surrounding it, and the resulting aversion to romantic relationships.

—The confusion over the affection shown to her by boys.

—Her house was very small, and she and her older brother shared a room separated by a single cloth, so there was no private space.

Kei viewed ”erotic things” as an extension of romance and the like, so she largely did not want to focus on them.

From her young perspective, her parents’ divorce or, more accurately, their separation, was a painful wound for her, as they were supposed to be romantically involved and in love.

In addition, Kei was a beautiful, fair, and kind girl to everyone, popular with both men and women, and as a result, she often received affection from men. However, due to her parents’ experience, she herself was embarrassed by the idea of romance.

Ultimately, she believed romance was primary, and eroticism was secondary to that, so she believed that adult things eventually led back to romance, and in a somewhat innocent and sweet way.

Furthermore, her house was small, and even when she had time alone, her private space was quite limited. Kei could imagine how embarrassing it would be to the point of wanting to die if her family found out she was looking at pornographic sites.

Kei did avoid adult things for various reasons, but that did not mean she was uninterested.

Some of her friends already had boyfriends, and some had experienced their first sexual encounters.

Kei did not intend to deny how quickly people moved towards love, but she felt it was too early for her.

Finally, a crucial turning point in her life arrived.

Kei lost everything... Her father, her older brother, her friends, and even her peaceful life. She survived in a harsh world where lives were like weeds that could be pulled out if they met a monster, and a woman’s dignity was no more expensive than a pack of noodles and a piece of bread.

Even so, Kei refused to use her body as a bargaining tool with lecherous men. That is why she frequently moved between survivor groups when she felt a man was coveting her body. Eventually, she lived alone because she could not find any other survivor groups.

One day, when she risked her life leaving her hiding place to look for food, she met the young man who would change her life.

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Four years had passed since Kei first held her smartphone. Now, in a room of an abandoned house in Lumajang, Indonesia, the white-haired girl was trapped in a cycle she could not control.

That day, when she first glimpsed Charlie and Aishia making love, had become the inevitable turning point. Kei found herself captivated by the eroticism she had previously avoided.

Perhaps it was unavoidable. She was in her teenage years, the age when curiosity about sex peaks.

But it wasn’t just that. For Kei, her previous assumption of ”eroticism = romance” was also a significant turning point. It was truly surprising for her to learn that eroticism did not always have to be rooted in true love and romance; it could stand alone, existing merely as ”eroticism.”

Of course. Eroticism is not a standalone concept; it is also related to money and other things, but Kei did not understand that.

In any case, she became addicted to peeking whenever Charlie and Aishia engaged in their nightly activities on the bed.

”Um... ah... ♥!”

Kei peeked so much that she often suffered from lack of sleep. But she wasn’t just watching; she also masturbated, and the frequency of her masturbation increased drastically.

Even now, on the bed she was occupying, with one hand she was once again squeezing her breasts tightly through her nightgown. The sensation stimulated her, and Kei hastily withdrew her hand, as if it were an almost unconscious and conditioned reflex—a reaction between desire and guilt.

”Ahhh... No, I’ve said it’s wrong so many times...”

Kei had become addicted to peeking, and moreover, addicted to the release provided by masturbation.

”Hmmm... Ah, that’s why...♥”

Furthermore, Kei’s sexual desire, which she had unconsciously suppressed all this time, turned out to be quite strong.

No, one could say it was very strong. Or rather, she was the type to have a high libido, and masturbation seemed to be the perfect outlet for her to release the various pressures she was carrying.

From the shattered family affairs, lost friendships, halted studies, to the pressure of being the last survivor of humanity. Entering her teenage years, Kei was haunted by many existential pressures, which she released through this action.

”Ahhh ♥....!!!”

Her body arched as an orgasm hit, forcing her to cover her mouth with her left hand to stifle a moan. Her face was flushed, her breath ragged. When she opened her eyes, she saw her right index finger wet with her own fluid.

”Not enough... I’m still not satisfied...”

That feeling, the unfulfilled desire, ensnared her. Kei was sexually frustrated. She needed more.

Finally, lust overcame rationality. Getting up from the bed, she didn’t care to change her wet shorts. She just pulled them on in a hurry, then left the room.

Her steps were trembling as she headed for the bathroom. But not to clean herself—she stopped in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection. The girl behind the mirror had strangely sparkling eyes, flushed cheeks, and lips slightly swollen from being bitten too hard.

”I can’t take it anymore.” She whispered to her reflection.

Without a second thought, Kei turned around and walked toward Charlie’s room. This time, it was not to peek from behind the door.