There is a reason why Akira is so different from the rest of the family.
No matter how many times Akira had wondered about it, he never knew why he was not as beautiful as the rest of his family. He wasn't ugly per se, but he wasn't that attractive either. He was just normal and he had no idea why...
... until the night he found his adoption papers.
It came as a shock to him. He had looked over the papers again and again, trying to determine if what he saw was real,or if it was just a bad dream he couldn't wake up from. It was a nightmare for him to realize that his parents weren't biologically his, and his siblings were not related to him by blood. It was devastating to know this, and he wondered why his parents never deemed it necessary to tell him about this. He was an adopted child, and even then he didn't understand why they needed to take him when they had two children before him.
His brother came in and saw the papers in his hand, and quickly understood what Akira's thoughts were. He went over to him and grabbed the papers out of his hand, giving him a smile and ruffled his hair.
"Does this thing really matter?"
Akira would have retorted, would have told him it did, if he hadn't paused and thought about it first. Did it matter?
His parents have been taking care of him since he was a baby. His brother and sisters always treated him nicely. Without them, he wouldn't have been able to go to school, meet his friends, and meet his lover. Without them, Akira wouldn't have experienced family dinners, outings, nights, and moments, he'd still be stuck in an orphanage waiting for a home to return to. He wouldn't understand the joy of going to amusement parks with your siblings, being dragged shopping by a lovely mother, or have father-son bonding trips. He wouldn't know what it's like to have a protective brother, a giving sister and a supportive younger sister. If he had never been adopted, he could have never experienced the joys of holidays with family and friends, the importance of studying, and a future for himself.
So as Harumi looked at him, papers in hand, Akira couldn't help but smile and shake his head. No, it didn't matter.
So what if he was adopted? He's still part of this family.
"Come on, kid. Let's return these and make sure to keep this a secret between us, all right?" Harumi said, placing the papers back into the container that Akira found them in, making sure to seal away another family secret.