My Vegetable Werewolf
Freddy's POV
At 9 o'clock in the evening, after I take a bath, I wear a black silk robe and walk around in the room.
Sitting in a wheelchair all day, I can finally walk comfortably at this moment. These seemingly less powerful legs seem to be full of strength.
When I was taking the bath, I had been thinking about a question. I frown, turn on my phone and dial Roy.
"Roy, check if there is a concert or opera tomorrow afternoon or tomorrow evening, or something like that..."
Roy says. "Yes, alpha. Which star's concert, which theater's opera do you want to watch?"