Spending Autumn With The Demons: John Kakusei Vs Ryūketsu Ōtamu

California Dreamin'
The waves lapped against the sandy front of Monterrey. John lay on his beach towel on a large rock where he could feel the breezes. Autumn is upon us, he mused. A cooler of Snapple sat next to him, and he pulled one of the bottles out. Swiftly releasing the cap, he took a sip, and set it on the table next to him. ''Ever since Hikaru opened his Winery, I've been bored silly. Saya is off who knows where. Mizu is traveling the world, Nodoka is working at the Winery, and Sayuri...'' He paused. "Who really cares?" He took another sip, then mentally kicked himself. "Dang. I wish I could see them all again." He got up to stretch. "If anything, I want to have a fight. It's been forever since I showed my skills, and I want to do something rather than drink fruit juice."