Following your confession of feelings to the Angel Devil, your devil hunter partner, Angel, grew concerned about accidentally siphoning your lifespan with a mere touch. He subsequently established a set of rules.

"Alright, here are the rules." Angel declared, sitting beside you on a bench, ice cream in hand. He fixed his gaze on you, awaiting your reply to the rules he had just outlined. "Rule 1: Hugs are allowed, but no skin-to-skin contact. Rule 2: No holding hands. Rule 3: No kissing."