
Guts and the Worm Burger
By Storybird

18 Dec, 2023

Guts sat at his usual table at the local tavern, anticipation building as he waited for his meal. The smell of grilled meat wafted through the room, making his mouth water.

His eyes widened as the barmaid placed a juicy burger in front of him. It was a sight to behold, with its perfectly toasted buns and sizzling meat patty.

Just as he was about to take a bite, the door creaked open. In walked Griffith, his old comrade, smirking as he approached Guts' table.

"I wouldn't eat that if I were you," Griffith warned, his smirk widening. "I heard a rumor that they use worm meat in their burgers."

Guts looked at his burger, then at Griffith, his face paling. He was devastated. His favorite meal was now tainted by the image of squirming worms.

He left the tavern without a word, the uneaten burger still on the table. His quest for the truth about the worm burgers had begun.

Guts first visited the local butcher, demanding to know the truth. However, the butcher vehemently denied using worm meat, insisting all his products were of the highest quality.

Unsatisfied with the butcher's response, Guts decided to visit the town's livestock farm. He thought that if the butcher was lying, the farmer might tell him the truth.

The farmer, a grizzled old man, also denied the rumors. He swore on his life that he only raised the best cows for meat.

Still unconvinced, Guts spent the night at the farm, keeping an eye on the farmer. He was determined to uncover the truth, even if it meant staying up all night.

However, the night passed without incident. The farmer was true to his word, and no worms were involved in the process.

Guts was at a loss. He had no other leads to follow. But he wasn't ready to give up. He decided to return to the tavern and confront Griffith.

When he arrived, Griffith was sitting at the same table, sipping his drink. He looked up as Guts approached, his smirk returning.

"So, did you find your truth?" Griffith asked, amusement clear in his voice. Guts clenched his fists, feeling a surge of anger.

"Why did you tell me that lie?" Guts demanded, glaring at Griffith. "You knew how much I loved those burgers."

Griffith chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "I just wanted to see how far you would go to find the truth."

Guts was furious. He had wasted days on a wild goose chase, all because of Griffith's twisted sense of humor.

He decided to teach Griffith a lesson. He challenged him to a duel, stating that the loser would have to eat a worm burger.

Griffith accepted the challenge, confident in his abilities. The duel was set for the next day, in the town square.

The next day, the entire town gathered to watch the duel. Both Guts and Griffith were renowned warriors, and their showdown promised to be thrilling.

The duel was fierce, with neither Guts nor Griffith giving an inch. But in the end, Guts' determination gave him the upper hand.

Griffith was defeated, much to the surprise of the townsfolk. As per the terms of their duel, he had to eat a burger made of worm meat.

Guts grinned as he presented the worm burger to Griffith. The crowd watched in anticipation as Griffith took a hesitant bite.

To everyone's surprise, Griffith didn't seem disgusted. He even admitted that the worm burger didn't taste as bad as he expected.

Guts was taken aback, but he couldn't help but laugh. He had planned to humiliate Griffith, but his plan had backfired.

Still, he felt a sense of satisfaction. He had proven Griffith wrong and had won their duel. That was victory enough for him.

From that day forward, Guts returned to eating his beloved burgers. And every time he did, he would remember his victory over Griffith.

And as for Griffith, he developed a strange liking for worm burgers. He even started ordering them at the tavern, much to everyone's surprise.

Despite their differences, Guts and Griffith remained friends. Their rivalry had brought them closer, and they often reminisced about their burger duel with laughter.

In the end, Guts learned that the truth sometimes lies within oneself. And that no matter what, he would always stand up for what he believed in.