Beauty in Left Hand, Fishing Rod in Right Hand

I thought that as long as there were beautiful women around me when fishing, I wouldn't have to worry about having fish mouths. It wasn't until I discovered—— The fish didn't take the bait, so she focused on me first. I gave her things with good intentions, but she took advantage of me in every way. The brothers around me don't seem to be normal, but they care deeply about me. As for giving it to my sister? Forget it, I can't afford it. One pole, one line, one beauty. What you are catching is not fish, but a startling fate.