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Teruteru would be the first to tell you that he had...open tastes. As long as you had a pulse and you were of legal age, Teruteru would likely try and tap that ass.
Gender, race, size, status. All those traits that make a person's identity, and more, were meaningless to him.
Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu, for instance, may have seemed undesirable to some but not Teruteru. It didn't matter how loud or how obscene the yakuza could get, or even how quick he was to anger. He had a cute little twink body, and that's all that mattered to the cook.
Hmm? What's that? Teruteru's next main dish, you ask? Fuyuhiko, dépouillée nu. Don't ask what that translates to in English. You're probably better off not knowing.
"Fuyuhiko. If it isn't one of my favorite classmates? Just how are you doing, ma beauté?" [@KuzuryuClan]
Teruteru liked to consider himself a man of culture...a man of good taste. He could find himself digging into just about any meal, and admire just about any person he saw before him. Byakuya may not have been easy on the eye...but he was good enough for Teruteru.
In the case that didn't work out, the chef presumably had a fellow lover of good foods to converse with.
"Why, hello there! I almost didn't see you for a second, Mr. Byakuya Togami. Even though you're one very...very big boy." [@ObeseProgeny]
While Teruteru was no stranger to using drugs and potions and all sorts in his food over the years, they certainly weren't as deadly as they are now, in this time of utter despair.
Ever since Junko Enoshima had forcefully infiltrated the mind of the SHSL Cook...
...he had no choice but to revel in despair. The food he once made to put smiles on people's faces soon turned into food he made to for the sake of injecting some despair into so many lives.
Of course, such cuisine wouldn't go down too well if he gave it to a fellow Remnant.
He knew better than that. He'd simply approach that fellow Remnant with a devilish twinkle in his eye.
"Mmm...long time no see, Sonia. It's been a while since I laid my eyes on those frilly black panties of yours, hasn't it?" [@RoyaltyDespair]
You might think that Teruteru happens to be a glutton for punishment, considering how often it is that he gets thrown around for heavily pursuing others.
And, chances were...he really was a glutton for punishment.
If punishments didn't stop his 'passion' from oozing out, then just what would? Perhaps getting hit with some of Tenko Chabashira's most deadly display of Neo-Aikido?
"Mmm, mmm, mmm. Why hello there. I don't believe we've been formally introduced yet, have we?" [@SainoAkido]
Teruteru was used to dealing with demanding clients. In fact, his time in Hope's Peak made him realise that no-one could possibly be more demanding for food than Akane Owari.
Saying that, Teruteru might have just found some competition for Akane, in the form of the SHSL Gourmet.
Admittedly, he hasn't heard too much about Niku Ebihara, but from what Teruteru saw of the other Ultimate, he's certainly fascinated by.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm. Can I just say that you look utterly...scrumptious?"
"I take it you're one of the new students in Hope's Peak Academy?" [@hidden_spices]
While Kyoko was an incredibly talented and intelligent young woman, she also happened to be rather pleasing to the eye. Though she had many accomplishments to boast about as a detective, it was her beauty that had captivated Teruteru above all else.
Granted, the chef always found himself lusting after a pretty face, regardless of if that face belonged to a male or a female.
But, there was something about Kyoko being unattainable that made Teruteru even more motivated to pursue her, as if he was a predator pursuing his prey.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm. It's a pleasure to see you as always, Miss Kirigiri. You're looking as ravishing as ever, especially with those black panties you're wearing." [@mysterystoic]
Teruteru had a...less than favorable history when it came to his secret ingredients. Especially aphrodisiacs. Whenever Teruteru used a drug in his food, it always seemed to be an aphrodisiac of some kind.
It was completely immoral and wrong on so many levels...
...but the chef couldn't help his desperate pursuit of passion and desire. It was the only way he could get any of his classmates to look at him with even a shred of interest in their eye.
Seiko Kimura had already helped Teruteru when it came to this sexually-stimulating drug.
He was confident she could help him out a second time.
"Bonjour, Mademoiselle Kimura. Do you have that drug I requested?" [@curesforsadness]
Oh, a man could dream. That being said, Hajime Hinata was quite a dream himself, wasn't he? Teruteru wouldn't mind treating Hajime like one of his meaty dishes. Mmm. Mmm. Mmm...
"Ah, Hajime. Good morning. I was just thinking about you too, heheh." [@_FutureCreation]
