I think the inherently hostile territory and relative isolation is bringing out Jotaro's better nature, he's just sprinting to the rescue these days.

Who knew all Jotaro needed was a couple of wusses to feel protective about and the threat of an Academy full of monsters that would kill him in an instant if they found out he was human?
I think it's more that Tsukune is more scared of everything else here, so he isn't worried about Jotaro, which lets them be friends... given the ridiculous lenghts Jotaro goes to help people in his ingroup, that leads to what we have here.
 
Update 24 - Okay, who put the damsel in distress in the art locker?!
[x]As a punk of noble lineage, you decide to see what you can do about that crying girl.

You stride into the classroom without thinking twice. Briefly observing your surroundings, you observe that this classroom is probably used for art classes. Probably with an emphasis on painting.

You can hear the continuing sobs, but don't see anyone around. In the hopes of getting a quick response, you call out, "What's wrong?"

No response, although the sound of crying hasn't let up.

You turn your head in one direction and then in the other, focusing just on your hearing, to determine what direction the sound is coming from.

After a moment, you find yourself in front of a storage locker, a ballsy-looking padlock the only thing to bar you from entry.

You're starting to get pissed off. There's no way in hell someone could've gotten themselves locked inside on accident, looking at the lock. Someone did this「intentionally」.

[]Attempt a rescue.
[]Not your problem. Your conscience compels you to attempt a rescue.
 
[X] Punch the lock off. Actually, it would be easier to just knock down the door.
[X] Rip the door off its hinges and throw it behind you.
 
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Update 25 - Ishigami-sensei, NANI WO SURUNDA?!
This is going to be hilariously bad isn't?
Actually, no, it's more of "about what I expected".

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[x]¡Viva la liberación!

You take a look at the lock, and see if you can break it. If you put your body into「overdrive」, you might be able to do it. ...but, hell, you're pretty sure you can twist the cabinet metal apart with less trouble than it would be to actually try and damage the lock.

You've come this far, and the girl that's crying is definitely inside this cabinet. You've come here to enact a goddamn rescue, and that's what you're going to do.

First, you just grab the lock and yank on it. Rather than the metal showing any give, the entire cabinet tries to tilt in your direction. Hrm, that's not going to work. And if you try any harder, there's a good chance of hurting yourself. With this in mind, you take a moment to start up the special breathing for 'overdrive'. You don't realize it, but your body is starting to radiate a warm, yellow glow.
With one arm, you steady the cabinet. With the other hand, you yank on the lock again. There's a horrible screech of twisting metal, and almost send the lock flying. You open the hand back up, and see that not only have you successfully torn it from the cabinet, but the lock is demolished.

You then open up the cabinet. The first thing you observe is an intricately sculpted bust of a young woman. The attention to detail is, quite frankly, goddamn amazing. Sure, her expression of absolute terror and despair is disturbing as hell, but the artist clearly knows their stuff.

You then realize that, instead of just a bust, you're looking at an entire statue. Man, whoever crafted this must've been one helluva master. Not just the facial expression, but the entire body posture is indicative of shock and dread in its purest form.

But then, if the only thing of note in the cabinet is a statue, why is it that can you still hear the - wait, the「statue made of stone」is「shedding tears」. You suddenly begin to realize that you are not looking at any ordinary「statue」, but a「schoolmate that is trapped in stone」. Could this be the work of an enemy youkai?!
All of a sudden, you feel a sharp stabbing pain in your neck. And your wrists. And your ankles. Ow. Also, you can feel something seeping into your bloodstream, from the puncture wounds. And unlike the amazingly good feelings when Badass Moka bit you, this shit hurts like hell. Double 'ow'.

You're suddenly yanked around, and find yourself face to face with a woman.

Also, her hair is made of snakes. Or maybe snakes are her hair. Regardless, the hairsnakes are biting you in multiple places.

The academic part of your mind thinks, Gorgon, Medusa archetype. The rest of your mind thinks, Ow.

The monster woman scowls. "I don't know who you are, young man. But if you wanted to see my beloved「new work of art」, you should have asked, first."

From her age and choice of words, you infer that this woman is a teacher. Specifically, the art teacher of this room.

[]Overdrive.

[]Beg and kowtow for mercy/forgiveness until she lets you go, and then beat her face in.

[]Teach sensei a lesson. (Skip straight to beating her face in)
-[]Give a brief monologue about how the Power of Authority must never be used to inflict suffering on one's subordinates.
[]First, Overdrive. Then, teach lesson. Monologue. Continue beating until lesson is learned properly.
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[X]First, Overdrive. Then, teach lesson. Monologue. Continue beating until lesson is learned properly.
-[X]Give a brief monologue about how the Power of Authority must never be used to inflict suffering on one's subordinates.

Underlings follow Bancho, Bancho leads and protect his men. This is the social contract.

Beat the shit of of Medusa. I mean, turning people to stone permamently? I guess she was planning for the girl to stay that way forever. I remember the early days of Rosario and Vampire. Anyone can get away with anything, even rape and murder.
 
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[X] Overdrive then Teach Sensei a lesson, a lesson in pain.

-[X] Give a brief monologue about how the power of authority must never be used to inflict suffering on ones subordinates.
 
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