"In exactly one week, the both of you will go to Lord Dymio Hitarugi's mannor in the country, escorted by our shaw-puller.  There, he will have three days to take you both in turn." She paused to sip at a cup of sake Koyuki poured for her.  "He only gets each of you once, and then you return, regardless of the three-day grant.  That means, if he gets greedy and has you both in the same night, you return the next day. Do you understand?"<br/><br/>"But Mother Yan, isn't that a little unorthodox?" Hatsuyuki inquired for her younger sisters.  "I mean, to send them away so far.  Could not the Lord Dymio take them just as easily in the hanamatchi?"  Hatsuyuki knew of the horrible anxiety that accompanied the mizuage, and wagered that sending them to some unfamiliar place would increse the nervousness.<br/><br/>"I had my reservations," Mother Yan replied with little more than mild concern.  "but I spoke with the astrologer, Lord Dymio and a physician as to when and where this should occur.  They all agreed a week from today- as it is one of their most infertal days without the dirtiness of the monthly bleeding, and the country air should ensure a good preformance from all parties."  She took another big sip of sake and set her glass down with a clink.  "I suppose it you two want to get home sooner, you'll be a little more amorous around the Lord.  That's how the game is played, my dears."<br/><br/>"You've talked to him?" Koyuki inquired, a little excited herself.  "What does he look like?"<br/><br/>"A man of significant wealth." Mother Yan laughed.  "That's what he looks lile."