Of course, the dog is all muscle.
Kamiya now could only see with his enhanced right hand.
After vaguely experiencing the strength of the enhanced Ghost Hand, Kamiyagawa didn't let his craftsmen toil for nothing. He immediately took out a small Soul-calming Candle and handed it to the Footselling Granny.
"The fatty oil made from spiritual heart's blood really works. The compatibility between the Ghost Hand and my body must have improved a bit," Kamiya said, "But I still can't morph the Ghost Hand at will, according to my own consciousness, you know, summon it independently."
"That probably requires several more treatments. I'd need to trouble Lord Kamiya to find more hand mutations or ghost stories with distinct hand features for this old lady to continue,"
The Footselling Granny chuckled, pocketing the candle. With this relatively successful experience in making the "Ghost Hand Essential Oil," her confidence in her craft had clearly heightened.
