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My younger brother obviously doesn't like sports, but he took away my fascial gun in a domineering manner. After observation, I quickly figured out which muscles he had slackened. I was worried that my brother's excessive demand for the fascia gun would hurt his body, so I kindly persuaded him. But my brother not only didn't appreciate it, he also became angry because I learned about his privacy. In order to avoid future troubles. He spread rumors that my private life was corrupt, and I was forced to drop out of school. Then they married me to a perverted old bachelor. I was tortured to death. When I opened my eyes again, my brother once again took a fancy to my fascial gun. I smiled and turned it to the highest setting for him.